There is something both infinitely addictive and infinitely relaxing about just...
...staying in the lines.


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So ( Read more... )

I have no idea why I'm so stressed ( Read more... )

^^ With enough time, the right inspiration, and a bit of persistence, anyone can draw, methinks.

We'll see if I get any better as time goes on: http://www.polykarbonbbs.com/showthread.php?t=2537

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I... am known to be pensive. I love to be alone, be quiet, and think.
But... I realized, today... how much I love being... alive, and social.

Talking to people, and understanding that they have eyes, and a mind that you are inside.
Yes. I think that's what did it.

It is... quite sad, really, to say. But this winter has opened something up for me ( Read more... )

I don't like recycling posts... but...

It works.

It's been long.

I feel so dirty. I feel so... unholy. I feel like I've taken everything I've ever lived for, shoved it into some file cabinet somewhere, and locked it away for far too long.

God... What's wrong with me?

Why does it hurt so bad?

What hurts?

Something hurts- a lot. And I don't ( Read more... )

Yes. Last night was quite an abrupt and messy re-welcoming of my ( Read more... )

If I don't find some free time to start writing this summer, I very well may explode.

I anticipate spring break.

My God...

There is so much to write of...

So many... emotional outbursts that are waiting to be carefully coined...

Just like the old days.

But for tonight, I'll just say this.

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Tonight, I skipped the second half of class ( Read more... )

So. Now we simply move on, dancing around a conclusion that could never be reached by dancing. Wondering whether or not to "waste time" with some derivative of chastity, or whether or not the same pain that lingers over me now could only be strengthened by such prostitution ( Read more... )