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Okay... When I was drawing this, I couldn't help but cry because that's what I actually feel like. Crap, this is the most Rez-orientated artwork ever made I guess.
Well, here goes the background story...

Ever since I was a kid I've always wanted a cat. A fluffy white cat to be my companion. I could never have one because my mom has bad allergies to it and my dad hates cats with a passion. There was one week in my life when I just had dreams I owned this white fluffy kitty. I was so freaking happy and my dreams were so bright and it was sunflower-filled. Sigh, when I wake up i felt like crap knowing it was never real.
So anyway, my brother bought me Catz, for Nintendo DS. I made a Persian Kitty and it was sooo adorable. I called it Baby. I had fun with it and stuff and I was always like "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" and give off the cheesiest smile to the DS.
... Until the night I drew the artwork up there, I played Catz before I picked up the pencil. And listened to Lisa Mitchell's Neopolitan Dreams...
And that's where it hit me.
NONE of this is real.
I just realised I'll never get the priviledge to hold this lil' critter...

So there I was... Using the DS stylus to pat this inanimate kitten, but supposedly animated into this console. But with every stroke realising that this... is really hurting me inside.
Is this the closest I'll ever get to owning a kitten?

And as Lisa Mitchell's Neopolitan Dreams lyrics go..

"You'll go n I’ll be okay,
I can dream the rest away
Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay
It sure takes its precious time, but it’s got rights and so have I

I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn’t be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind
I have no where I’ll have time

There are no legible signs x2

I like the way that you talk,
I like the way that you walk.
It’s hard to recreate such an individual game

You wait you turn in the queue,
You say your sorries and thank you’s
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room x2

Deepest, of the dark nights
here lies, the highest of highs
Neopolitan Dreams, stretching out to the sea

You wait you turn in the queue,
You say your sorries and thank yous
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room x2"

I'm sure you'll guys understand what I felt when you listen to song in any way possible.

I... don't want anyone commenting this........

Description
Okay... When I was drawing this, I couldn't help but cry because that's what I actually feel like. Crap, this is the most Rez-orientated artwork ever made I guess.
Well, here goes the background story...

Ever since I was a kid I've always wanted a cat. A fluffy white cat to be my companion. I could never have one because my mom has bad allergies to it and my dad hates cats with a passion. There was one week in my life when I just had dreams I owned this white fluffy kitty. I was so freaking happy and my dreams were so bright and it was sunflower-filled. Sigh, when I wake up i felt like crap knowing it was never real.
So anyway, my brother bought me Catz, for Nintendo DS. I made a Persian Kitty and it was sooo adorable. I called it Baby. I had fun with it and stuff and I was always like "Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!" and give off the cheesiest smile to the DS.
... Until the night I drew the artwork up there, I played Catz before I picked up the pencil. And listened to Lisa Mitchell's Neopolitan Dreams...
And that's where it hit me.
NONE of this is real.
I just realised I'll never get the priviledge to hold this lil' critter...

So there I was... Using the DS stylus to pat this inanimate kitten, but supposedly animated into this console. But with every stroke realising that this... is really hurting me inside.
Is this the closest I'll ever get to owning a kitten?

And as Lisa Mitchell's Neopolitan Dreams lyrics go..

"You'll go n I’ll be okay,
I can dream the rest away
Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay
It sure takes its precious time, but it’s got rights and so have I

I turn my head up to the sky
I focus one thought at a time
I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves
You couldn’t be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind
I have no where I’ll have time

There are no legible signs x2

I like the way that you talk,
I like the way that you walk.
It’s hard to recreate such an individual game

You wait you turn in the queue,
You say your sorries and thank you’s
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room x2

Deepest, of the dark nights
here lies, the highest of highs
Neopolitan Dreams, stretching out to the sea

You wait you turn in the queue,
You say your sorries and thank yous
I don’t think you’re ever
A hundred percent in the room
You’re not in the room x2"

I'm sure you'll guys understand what I felt when you listen to song in any way possible.

I... don't want anyone commenting this........