I don't know if I ever told you this, but I am an artist, pure and simple. The downward spiral that is my being is used as a springboard for the various pieces I create. With nothing but my depression and a paintbrush, I have concocted many dark and gloomy looks into my wretched soul. Like this very piece.


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1) using band names, spell out your name ( Read more... )

.....because I don't anymore.

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"I'm gonna draw a picture, a picture on my wrist. I'll draw it with a razor, I'll draw it just like this. And as I draw this picture, a fountain will appear. And suddenly my problems will slowly dissappear." - Walt Disney

Holy shit, the shit in that shit puts the shit in my shitty life in perspective. Shit.

Well, today is my birthday. I enter my 17th year of depression, unfathomable pain, and occasional seizures. I realize today that I have no friends. No one was at my bedside when I woke up with gifts of mir. No one has said anything to me online other than "I hate you!" and "WTF!? STFU!!!11!1" My parents gave me a dead fish wrapped in newspaper as ( Read more... )

"I swear to God I just want to slit my wrists and end this bullshit ( Read more... )

Oh man, this week has been hell. It started out on monday, when I was depressed. Then Tuesday I felt melencholy. Wednesday I was sad. Thursday I felt somewhat upset and terrified. Today I wet my pants with the urine of depression. I hate life, I hate god, and I hate people who make references to Kojack.

Dude, where's my happiness?

Can you hear the drums fernando ( Read more... )