I'm not much of an artist, but I figured there wouldn't be anything too bad about uploading some of the things I've drawn that I'm pretty proud of. I'm hoping to improve my skill with just repetition and constant work at it.
God, I wish I had the money for the tattoos I want. I know what I plan to get next, but the more time passes the more I want to get the gems before the chess piece. Fuuuuck. Also I really need artwork for my chest pieces. I doubt I'll ever get them based on my outragous criteria for them, but meh. I want my new tattoos. Now. Please and thank you.
It's nice to be able to just relax and not worry about other people being around. The decision to move was the best I've made. Now to save up and actually get out of this state.
I have vodka and whiskey and I need someone to talk to.
Like, all the people I used to talk to all the time. Back when Radio Chat was still a thing. It was great. Those were awesome people and they helped me through some of the harder times of my stupid teenage life. I hope they're all doing well...
Finally. It's a candy apple green 2011 Mazda 2 Sport. It's so pretty. I'm so glad to finally have a car again.
Not having my own mode of transportation fucks with me. I hate waiting on someone to give me a ride, and I know it kills my mom to have to add an extra 80 miles of driving per day to her already roughly 75 mile drive as it is. I hope things work out for me to get that Avenger I looked at the other day. Now for mom to have a free few hours to take me to the bank and the dealership.
Not for lack of wanting the friendship.. I want it so much.. But apparently I'm really fucking bad at them. So I'll sit here and wait until I'm abandoned or forgiven.. Whichever comes first...
Memories wash through my mind
My sanity has run out of time
I fight and kick and scratch and bleed
And hope my will I don’t exceed
These memories stuck in my head
They lift me up fill me with dread
I can’t handle this for very long
Everything is going wrong
I’m tired of holding in my tears
I’m sick of fighting off my fears
I just want a chance to breathe
And not my consciousness exceed
Can some one take away this pain
That’s always fighting in my brain
I can’t take this any longer
I’m not getting any stronger…