Account is closed and will be shut down,

~Carrie-Phox is now ~Sahtori

see you there

well, I'm checking after 2 months...I believe this account again.
I tried to stay hidden and share my art of course on the other account.
But people kept spreading the news where my new account is located.


So maybe it would be 'a nice' thing of me to tell everyone where I am located anyway

that would be =PahefimTjaat
that's my new account, my name... don't you wear it out... my name's sexy.

But i'm sorry... Carrie Phox is dead. She died a long time ago.
And it's better for once to care a bit more about myself then what I always care what other people think...

I need to live with myself, not with how other people want me to live.


so yeah, I'm moving everything to =PahefimTjaat and this time i wont care what other people say about me.


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I told dA about it, I'm closing this account, all of the art will be lost soon, unless they accept the new owner *XiePilot <- any question will go direct to him

but I'm gone, somewhere soft and quiet.

I told dA about it, I'm closing this account, all of the art will be lost soon, unless they accept the new owner *XiePilot <- any question will go direct to him

but I'm gone, somewhere soft and quiet.


- Karine

And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, Ill say it clear,
Ill state my case, of which Im certain.

Ive lived a life thats full.
Ive traveled each and evry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Regrets, Ive had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.

I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.

Yes, there were times, Im sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.

Ive loved, Ive laughed and cried.
Ive had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.

To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.

For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!

I did it my way...