4 days and 27 hours later... this is my final packaging.

Nearly finished

Very simple shoebox shape what makes it complex is the illustration I am going to do on it :)

After two hours of drawing its starting to come together

Starting out on my black and white illustration.

Song that describes me..

"Battles"

Cursed by my imagination,
teaming with echoes of situations.
I do not feel well, pressed beneath this spell.
Polishing my social skills,
with one more drink, and two more pills.
I do not feel good, I thought by now I would.

But then again.
It's like one thousand paper cuts,
soaked in vinegar.
Like the battles with yourself,
that leave you insecure.
It's all just a numbing charade
Until the day you finally wake up,
and you're not afraid.

Bound by my own disposition,
the endless hunt to find fruition.
I'm insatiable, even if my cup is full.
My sore throats, are now routine.
I've got to write those songs, make 'em scream.
They're insatiable, even if their ears are full.

But then again.
It's like one thousand paper cuts,
soaked in vinegar.
Like the battles with yourself,
that leave you insecure.
It's all just a numbing charade
Until the day you finally wake up,
and you're not
afraid.

It's like one thousand paper cuts,
soaked in vinegar.
Like the battles with yourself,
that leave you insecure.
It's all just a numbing charade
Until the day you finally wake up,
and you're not afraid.

"Promise Me"

Into the fire on my own, ...hey
I know I won't see your face again, ...hey
Are you sitting there alone, ...hey-ey
Are you thinking like me, of the laughing times,
or of the sad and loving times?
everything that's left from us
is fading away

Promise me to think of us, of a time so beautiful
Promise me to think of us, still bright, still colourful
Promise me to look back at us, of a time in your life, you enjoyed

Surrounded by flames everywhere,
what I used to be, I'm not even there
The absence of you is killing me, ...hey-ey,
are you thinking like me, of the laughing times,
or of the sad and loving times?
everything that's left from us
is fading away

Promise me to think of us, of a time so beautiful
Promise me to think of us, still bright, still colourful
Promise me to look back at us, of a time in your life, you enjoyed

...Promise me, promise me...
I will be fine without you,
...Promise me, promise me...
There is more in my life to see you
...Promise me, promise me...
I will be fine without you
...Promise me, promise me...
There is more in my life to see you

(Can you promise me?)
to see you
(Can you promise me?)

Promise me to think of us, of a time so beautiful ...so beautiful)
Promise me to think of us, still bright, still colourful ...still colourful
Promise me to look back at us, of a time in your life, you enjoyed

"Promise me to think of us, of a time so beautiful ...so beautiful
Promise me to think of us, still bright, still colourful ...still colourful
Promise me to look back at us, of a time in your life, you enjoyed