Anarchist with a king.
Slave with no master.
I am the angel that cleans the scourge off your soul.
I am the scourge that taints souls of your angels.
Shameless insanity.
Feigned elegance.
Pessimist narcissist.
Endless maze.
I incinerate the norms of the dull dull throb we call life.
Y'all don't know her like I do.
Kori ©
Art ©
Comments
Kori Says:
This has got to be the first time my hair behaved.
I was going to do it here, but it's turning into a full submission. Give me ten minutes. xD
And by the way:
Hey! I'm not THAT anorexic!
WCP Says:
Oh holy shit yes.
Shura Says:
*Stare* that would be the point where all the scared teenagers run for their life...
but the picture overall is amazing!
Naikou Says:
Very nice work!
Yoake Ryuhi Says:
I love the amount of detail in this. And the twisted feel adds that much more. Nice work!
Tenzo Says:
Father, oh my gosh... You NAILED her down in both the art and description. The sludge/muck is so well drawn/textured and the boniness of her body is creepy/cool at the same time (Why does it remind me of...me? rofl). I LOVED your description of her, your writing is fantastic/as good as your art. The wings and feathers that still managed to stay on
are really great as well. 
Reen Says:
Aw, it's so cute.