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I have a obession problem with Bongo Bong because...

All these faces were Screen shotted from this animation right here


But to be honest these faces would make for a helpful reference
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Fame...

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Its not something one should yearn for. I’d rather have a small group of my closest friends that actually care about me more then what I produce for them rather than have hundreds of people crowd around me, wanting only what I can produce. Such as fan art for example.
I feel like fame simply tears away friendship so one can be praised.
When you look at someone’s profile page. Which do you pay most attention to? The quality of there work? The amount of favorites people give them? Those things aren’t what you should put your feelings up to.
So what if people have more watchers than you? Have you even taking in the consideration that not half of them actually pay attention to the person or artist? 90% of them probably watch them so they can get a watch back. Don’t put yourself down because someone has more watching than you. You should be happy with the people that pay actual attention to you.

For the quality of someone’s art or art style? Don’t put yourself down because of that either. No one ever starts out as a professional artist, it takes years of dedication and improvement to get as good as they are now. Be happy on the quality of your art and you’ll see a lot of improvement of the years if you keep at it!
Now for favorites and comments. You look at someone’s drawing they posted. You look at the amount comments someone has and most of them are either “great job.” “awesome.” “cool” or some single worded phrase that they post and leave. Same goes for favorites as some people favorite something but of course many of people don’t even take the time to acknowledge it. They just favorite it and move on letting it collect dust in their gallery of favorites.
its the people that favorite and comment on something and actually mean it that you should be happy about! Don’t let sappy little single worded comments be what you build up on, its not gonna get you very far.


Please…if you feel like you don’t have enough fame. Look at what you That will change over time and eventually you’ll be as great as an artist as everyone else around you. Don’t put yourself down because of everyone else.
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And I honestly feel like this should be spread.
I remember a few weeks or so ago, one of the students at my school was nearly abducted, they would of been if it hasn’t for been someone to step in and help them. Happy that someone is breaking the bystander effect.
I was frankly glad that the student was saved but it brings me deep paranoia about my own backyard now since this happened pretty close to where I live.

Please hear my out and don’t fall victim to the bystander effect. If something you see is wrong and you know its wrong. Do Something about it.
Thank you all for listening.
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Is no doubt sums up what its like to live with the Termanians. Epically if you leave them alone just to get pizzaSee the source image
You/Link: Troy Barnes
Incarnation: the guy swinging the flaming blanket(?)
Wrath: That girl in the kitchen area
Rifle: The old man laying on the floor
Majora's Mask (first stage boss): The guy on the suit next to the old man
Skull Kid: The kid(?) in the pink shirt
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Drowning

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Standing upon a cliff with the crashing seas below, I take in a breath. My last breath.
I fall forward towards the blackened oceans and burrow to its center, the water closes all around me.
The hands of the ocean strangling me as I sink below to its blanked bottom. My breath squeezed from my helpless body.
Water rushed in through my mouth as it rips the air from their home and fills my lungs with the cold liquids of water.
Hands grab at my legs and pull me down, the light of the sun fading from my sight. All goes blurry and finally, I saw nothing
I forever drown in darkness and despair, sinking helplessly with devastation and within, pure fear.
I finally hit the bottom and forever lay drowning in that deep blackened ocean.
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Something I need to say... by DarkMoonTekaplant, journal

This gif of Troy Barnes by DarkMoonTekaplant, journal

Drowning by DarkMoonTekaplant, journal