Hey! I'm Melissa (VampChick/ Vamp) I'm 30 years old, born & raised in BK. I'm a lover of comics, lover of movies, lover of music, lover of poetry, lover of art, lover of games, lover of friends, lover of family, I'm a lover. Follow my art on IG @nocturnal_art
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Painted this ufor my cousin's babyshower. I used an Artist Loft watercolor palette, a Sakura Koi watercolor palette and Micron ink liners.
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Check out "Art From the Shadows to Sunshine" on Indiegogo. I promise you won't regret it. You're getting affordable art while contributing to a local business. No donation is too small.
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Check out "Art From the Shadows to Sunshine" on Indiegogo, I started the campaign in order to try and raise money for art supplies and an art tablet. My end goal is to keep my art rolling and build a center where I can teach others art.
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Chronicles of the Unwanted: chapter5
You grow up with this notion that friends are supposed to stick by your side forever, you read about it, see it on TV, see it at school... but that just isn't the case, well for me anyway. There was the one who played guitar, he had his issues, had a crush on me but he was only a friend in my eyes.. when he moved away and got a gf, he forgot about me. It became a habit, he'd break up with a girl, then start saying hi again until he found someone else... it's been years since we talked now, maybe someone is in his life. There was that girl I met at work, we had every thing in common and it was like we were joined at the hip. She was a cereal dater, fell in "love" a lot. She went through what she considered a bad break up and just stopped talking to me one day cause I didn't return a text. Who does shit like that? She "took" most of my other "friends" with her, labeled me a bad person... nah, I was just an honest one. One friend stood but now she doesn't talk to me anymore either. I won't take the blame for that, I tried to reach out and hang but I guess it just didn't fit her timeline. I have a few friends now but to be completely honest I don't open up to them like I would have in the past. I always feel like the back up friend, the one you go to when there's nothing better to do. *shrugs* something I've grown accustomed to at this point.
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Chronicles of the Unwanted: Chapter4
Boyfriend 3 a.k.a the mental abuser. I met him online, I was like 21 at the time. He was a sweet talker and came with a lot of secrets. I believed everything he told me and I just should've known better. I took to him quick and instantly everything became about him and his family. What a mistake that was, while I never regret being close with his family, I regret neglecting mine in a lot of aspects. He always made me feel like I just simply wasn't good enough for him but then again who did? I was always a bit too fat, a bit too emotional, a bit too much for anyone at any given time. His life was the computer and spending all his time doing god knows what on it. Gaming and chatting. He never held a job for more than a week and yet I was made to be the most unmotivated person on earth while I worked and went to school. When he finally did become motivated and finished school etc, he decided to break up with me, I quickly learned there was someone else. Someone he moved in with and quickly began a relationship with. It was one of the most psychological damaging things I've been through. Even in the years after of us not being together he continued to torment me, belittle me, message me and just never let me forget anything. I just put my foot down one day and cut off all communication with him and started the process of regrowth. I sometimes believe I'm still on that road.
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Chronicles of the Unwanted: Chapter 3
Shortly after my first boyfriend, I met someone else. I was like 19 years old and I just started going out more. I’d go to small lounges with friends and that’d where I met him. He didn’t speak English but that didn’t bother me much. He was definitely different from me and even though he wasn’t much older, he carried himself like an older man. Things were going good until he started abusing me. It happened one time with a misunderstanding, he slapped me across the face. Immediately apologized but the habit stood, he’d shake me, yell at me for no reason. Yet I stood. We started going to church and he got better… for a while it was good. Then he started acting weird and I found out he was cheating on me with a 16 year old girl… we were together for 3 years but that was where I sort of woke up and decided to walk away.
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Michael and David
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Chronicles of the Unwanted: Chapter 2
I was 13 when I met him... the person who introduced me to new things. Funny how I wasn't even attracted to him at all but he was funny and so I guess I settled. He was my first boyfriend, 5 years older than I was. His friends were cool and they let me play video games with them. He became my family and it felt nice. We were together 5 years... I don't think I was ever his type. I was more art, skater, gamer type. He was more street, smoker, hood type..He moved one day to start a new life, foolish me to think I'd be part of that. Don't let the phrase fool you, absence doesn't make the heart grow fonder, it simply allows them to find comfort in someone else. He cheated on me, found out through a friend of his. It didn't hurt me as I thought it would, it didn't feel like I'd die, guess that's what happens when your heart isn't completely in it. I lost my teenage years on him... my only regret was not having enough fun with people my own age.
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Chronicles of the Unwanted Chapter 1
Unwanted? Yeah. The first person to walk out in on me was my father. I remember things so vividly, I was 4 when I saw him packing his things in a box. At the time I didn't know why, just that he was going away. I got sick... physically, I got a bad fever because I cried so much. He visited one time when I was 8 but it was only for a day. His calls became so sparatic and I could barely understand what he was saying. See my dad drinks.... alot. It was always the same questions, how are you? How's your mom? Do you know I love you? And then he'd repeat them many, many times. I spoke to him less and less, the cards eventually stopped coming and when I least expected it... 16 years went by without seeing his face. He had a new family, other kids, his focus went elsewhere. It wasn't until I was a teenager that I learned he didn't walk out, my mom told him to leave. He cheated on her, had another kid with someone and well... it wasn't going to work. Good old daddio was the first of many people to walk out on me. Maybe he started a chain reaction...
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Samus done with Blick acrylic paint on 12"x36" Blick canvas
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2015 held ups and downs but I'm more than happy with how things turned out. I want to just thank the Lord for all the blessings he continues to bestow upon me. May 2016 be one full of health, love and Neverending blessings. I'm thankful for my momma, my love Victor and my little piglet Alexzandria
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Hey guys follow my Boyfriend Victor's twitch channel at SLICK_HEARTLESS watch, send a message, give a follow
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Another one done and done
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Final Fantasy Drawings compilation! Support me to keep drawing on http://patreon.com/artspell
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