Poem Translations

Hello there. Cutepups with yet another late-at-night post. Hehe. ^-^'

So cut the chase, I promised to translate the poem I left on the post prior to this one.

Without further ado, here goes... *takes long sigh*

(Oh, where to start?)

Well, uh... It's mainly about how I lied and let almost all of you down.

(I can just explain it as that, but I'm not gonna be even more of a jerk than I already am. c:)

Remember this contest?

By now I bet you all see that as being a crappy lie. (I know you do, don't deny it and say you love me. um... what. o.o).

So blahblahblah, what's taking (what, 5 million years? :I) for me to post the results and give out prizes and all that good stuff that I can't stop thinking about and where you guys think I totally abandoned it?

Two words: The Rules.

Only two (half) followed them completely. The other half? Not as much.

Not trying to point anyone out in particular, but some of them didn't read the entire post. (Like how I said to comment in a specific way in the comment section for that blog post.).

Ugh, I'm really trying to not sound like a complete.. butt. But I kept on thinking, if I let this person win *insert rank here* and not this person, would it be hypocritical? That person's entry is more voted for and I really love it, but it doesn't follow all the directions. But on the other hand, this person's entry follows more of the directions, but it's less voted for.

(I swear I'm done overthinking this way too delayed contest. :/)

Ugh, I'm scared I'm gonna let some of you down due to me being a hypocrite. >.< :(

But, that's not all. Due to this contest, other things come out of it. And due to the fact of how long I've "been away" from it, it even brought me to the point of getting so sick/stressed of this contest. And heck, I thought doing a contest would be fun and not like a hell in my head. So many times in May and June, I couldn't stop overthinking this and knowing how much I lied about all this. Whenever I thought a SINGLE Twinkle's Story thought- even thinking their NAMES- I thought about this for just about every day. And it made me have minor anxiety, and disturbing dreams (whats with all my disturbing nightmarish dreams nowadays o-o?).

Basically, it took over my life. Like, consumed my soul. (oh that sounds deep, man)

So if you think I forgot all about it, then you sir, ma'am, whatever, ARE COMPLETELY WRONG AND DON'T KNOW ABOUT CRAP.

Anyways, I also promised you guys that I'll post my drawing of this. (Yeah, I did. Read the contest post fully.) But the thing is, for just about every darn Twinkle's Story drawing I've done (or should I say STILL working on?) I constantly change it. (How in the world can I post  reference sheets for the characters, if I constantly change how they look (eyes, hair, facial structure, snout area- especially those ones <<) every other day?)

And just for my "There's a part in all of us that wants to be free" drawing, I keep switching from drawing Duke and Twinkle with devastated and grief-stricken eyes (the meaning of the quote corresponds with those emotions, so...) and bright determined eyes; to make their lower half of their faces (like where the cheeks, nose, mouth, chin are located) have that fluffy fox cheeks that are on AJ foxes (can never get that right, it makes them look like they have messed up mustaches lol) or not; how to make their hair and fur (especially on Duke... ugh) look good and decent and at least somewhat accurate to how I visualize him (which is nearly impossible for me to do); where to put the angles in their faces so they don't look like unrealistic blobs; the shading; the anatomy; the details in their clothing; to put hues (Fierdan and Fauna as flowing spirits in the sky) behind Duke and Twinkle or not; how to make that building look like it's corrupted and is burning to nothing; and that should be it.

And with all that erasing I've done, it still looks like such a total fail and mess. .-.

And what's even great is when your camera magically makes all photos appear way more blurry than they really are. Which is just great (sense the sarcasm). It's so freaking annoying, oh my god.

The sailboat was me referring to my sailboat painting I made and had near me when I typed the poem up.

The angel wings refer to you guys who are involved in this post in any way. (Because you guys are like my lovely angels, haha.) and especially those of you who have OCs with (white, angel) wings (you know who you are, haha).

I really don't feel like going on with this, so I'll cut it here.

Goodbye.