Raffle Winners!Raffle Winners! by Riboo
Alright! Thank you everyone who entered in this raffle! A raffle which was made so much grander than I expected thanks to the donations of everyone that volunteered a prize! My thanks goes out to each and every one of you for kindly donating prizes as well as your time for this raffle, I hope in future raffles, I see as much of a turnout as I did this time!
Now for the moment you're all waiting for! The winners!
1st place :iconcmm97productions: Delivered prize
2nd place :iconthe-abc-me: Delivered prize
3rd place :iconsnowykatlovesart: Delivered prize
4th place :iconreflectedmemories: Delivered prize
5th place :iconmarshy--mellow:
6th place :iconpurrpleuniverse:
I will be messaging you each shortly! Everyone who donated prizes, please contact the winners via note and let them know what they've won! Remember, I am not responsible for those who donated if they do not follow through on their end, if you have any n
She's an artistShe's an artist.She's an artist by Fameisdead
Always seems to be daydreaming,
She draws to escape her pain.
Cause for a single moment,
When her work is done.
It seems like there is no more rain.
And she could finally touch the sun.
The one that shines so brightly in her paintings.
But then it's gone,
So she keeps drawing,
She's become good at escaping.
Running from reality.
Because dreams are the only things she wants,
Her imagination is the only thing she's ever known.
And it's sad really...
Because she tries so hard to be happy.
But the most beautiful thing she could ever create.
Was that smile upon her face,
And that is the one thing that remains blank.
Waiting to someday be something more than,
How to Make Friends with an IntrovertHow to make friends with an introvert.How to Make Friends with an Introvert by Fameisdead
Please know that even though it is quiet.
Even if you don't like it.
Or you might think I am mad,
There's no need to feel bad.
You don't have to fill the silence
With pointless conversations.
Used as space fillers.
Where the words hang ominously in the air,
Expecting a response in return,
Sometimes we yearn
For a person who can enjoy the quiet times.
And know the just because not a single word was shared.
It was not the kind of silence that made you squirm,
But the occupied kind,
That we could share together.
That I can't go for hours
Surrounded by people,
Always having to come up with words for conversation.
I know it sounds silly,
But things like that party
You want to drag me out to.
Wear me out rather quickly.
Not that I don't appreciate your offer,
But it's just something that's sort of a bother
Verbalized words often times fail me.
Maybe that's why I don't do so good socially.
I trip over my tongue,
Where as s