I wonder if she misses me as much as I miss her...I wonder if she waits to see me...I wonder if she waits?
I'd like to think she did and would...I believe in her and believe in me she should.
My hear is so curious...My mind is so blank...Without you I'm lost...
I am an empty tank.
Excerpt of a poem by Jeff Hardy.
I know, I know, I should be doing renders, not mixing screenshots. But I got such a sudden inspiration and gosh, I really love how this turned out! I didn't actually know what I was doing at first, but I made Jenna greyscale, put Balto in the Northern Lights, added a window... did some other stuff, and added text. It's cuticle.