Blambodee's Unpacked Garden

Talking to friends with gif My mouth taste like salt of agony As I sit on the staircase trying to move feet While others are busy with their meaningful lives We waste our time taking photos of ourselves chilling under the sun Laugh till my eyes get sore because of mean jokes Get fucked for doing what we supposed to do So we do whatever we wanna do Get ignored for being the best of the performance So we do nothing we wanna do

Ok I treasure my friends a lot I treasure memories and quiet times together sometime more than necessary. But some people just don't, almost as if they are void inside. Who do they consider friends? Is being loud and looking all chic and fancy going to feel good for forever. We really are living in a loud age where everyone enjoys the loud conveniences of modern inventions and networking becomes an essential part of life. Individualism and loneliness are friends while we are no longer true friends.

okay so, 21th birthday. Happy birthday to me.

Tôi thật sự không chắc mình có bị trầm cảm thật không vì tôi không có bác sĩ tâm lý hay bất kể phương pháp chẩn đoán đáng tin cậy nào ngoài mạng internet và ông gồ. Nhưng tôi có thể chắc rằng tôi đang bị một cái gì đó vì nó khiến tôi không sống bình thường được..

Tối thứ bảy 10h kém 15. Tớ đang ở nhà một mình ngồi nghe That’s so us của Allie X, vừa nhảy disco vừa hát theo lời nhạc hihi :) . Người ta đi chơi với nhau, tụ tập tiệc tùng các thứ là xa xỉ. Đối với tớ được nhông nhông chạy trong nhà hét theo nhạc là xa xỉ. Vẫn còn 2 tiếng nữa mới sinh nhật nhưng ăn mừng sớm chút cũng đâu có sao.

I started working recently and got some money so I move to my own house now!! Come by at Teal Gecko:  http://blambodee.com/ Update: Please disregard this. I returned here on Ferbuary 3rd, 2019.

People's assumptions and common habits of pitying restless souls Whilst it's them that need pouring  paints into However, even the river of galaxies is not enough to fill up prejudice and "probability" Filled with hatred are sharp knife of lonely eyes Carve deeper into the hollows of pity Separate father the gaps of so-called brothers of one womb in every beliefs Music ♪  Allie X - Prime .Blambodee.

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Old sketches of mine back when I was in high school. Never really draw anything patiently. I am just hopeless.

Random sketches, inspired by an artist on Tumblr. I draw these when I just got into university.

Our ten years of billion litres of ink and shifting mind are packed in one convenient box of books Wondering if someone else shed tears for the commemoration, I caress the clean cover and wait for a reply But not even one returns Pitying oneself for the ignorant of this dimension, I stare blankly at shells wavering with soulless thought It’s in the thin layers of watercolors that I find a place I belong Teal eyes, green hair, painted skin It’s in the clicking black blood that I hide myself within Music: CoMa - I Monster .Blambodee.

Sketches related to wacky-dressed people. I was greatly influenced by Japanese fashion. They all dress so freely and uniquely like there is no boundary.

(update of an old post) I've drawn this for a while but still I find it cute. It's a story of 2 graduating students who are really close. Nothing ever happened between them, but their relationship is a little bit more than just normal friend. I like this kind of relationship so much; it's always on the edge of turning into love yet it cannot change at the same  time. (laugh)

It's time to introduce you to my babies, Bunny and Caterpillar. They have been growing up along side with me for my entire life. These guys were also mentioned in my previous post : My childhood is... . Check out if you want.

Some more sketches on the topic of Angel. In my world, angel and satan and human are the same.

I was reading  a heart and mind note by Lorde . There are piles of artists who bath themselves in either glory or depression just to show the whole world that they are different and great and cool. And then there are the so-called artists who doesn't have to be anyone but themselves to show that we are all nothing but flesh and bone.

( ♪ Fear and Loathing - Marina and the Diamonds ) Inspired by the story Hare Tokidoki Yami by Tamura Yumi and an incident in my real life.

 I hate reality So I learned to paint pastel colors to things Tag a solemn song to red bricks of staircases School is a place for lovers Dreaming about a hug with someone met in dream Where I was the bride Then friends call me, ruin my silence Worlds crack and rumble I become a good girl again ( ~♪ ) I blind my ears with ♪ And watch reality fades Only clouds, rainbows and fountain of crimson blood remains I'm dancing with birds and naked guys in my head I'm watching flower and minds blossom into million colordrops, flying through the orange sky Picture's source is from internet. On Tubmlr:  http://oisblam.tumblr.com/post/109986988770/i-hate-reality-so-i-learned-to-paint-pastel-colors .Blambodee.

Another Lovey-Dovey story! This time is about two guy from the same class in high school but now they are all grown up and going their own ways. What will happen when they meet again? (Sorry for the poor picture quality though, I'll update them when they are scanned)

Lâu lắm rồi (chắc vài tháng :v ) mới đụng lại vào cốc rượu. Tớ muốn uống cho thật say~ để tạm quên đi cuộc sống thường ngày, và nếu được thì tớ lại muốn sống ở thế giới riêng trong tâm trí tớ, có ngĩa là tớ có thể mơ.