update;

Work is all sorted out. My boss fired the head waitress and gave me her job. I basically run the whole front end of the restaurant, but without the title of manager. I've redone a lot of things, cleaned up a lot. The place is getting better already. I'm making a ton more tips. I've bought new clothes. Things are good. Finances are working ( Read more... )

Brandon and I are almost done moving into the basement suite, which is good. It'll cut done on stress since it's less for rent. I feel accomplished; a real relationship, a shared home, we actually talk through things. We've been hanging out with his friends a lot. It's definitely a change. Even and Carlene, while my age, are in the same place. They ( Read more... )

Fresh start. The old entries are deleted, the friends only ban has been lifted. Any old entries kept are numberless, just for the sake of telling the difference. My keyboard is fucked right now, its in French or something. The punctuation comes out weird, so this isnt going to be grammatically correct ( Read more... )

I hate how photographs always show the pencil / brush strokes. Now, being as anal as I am, I'm going to have to touch it up. Gah. Whatever.

"Have Faith"
4 Hours
Watercolour Paper
Watercolour Pencil Crayons.


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I'm losing faith in this world. It's always the good that struggle to survive, that lose hope and sight, that are lonely and out of touch. All my close friends are in isolation, unable to connect. I dont understand where the social skills died, I dont understand how the world can't see how amazing these people are. Is it such a blind, shallow, ( Read more... )

Listen up sweetie.
We all know that you're a beautiful girl in this horrible world.
In this suggestion of horror.
The portraits on the walls...
Look at their eyes, they always seem to follow.

Look at their eyes, they always seem to follow me!

Out of tune this tale of terror.
The solemn tolling of the funeral bells.
I want to know what's going on in that ( Read more... )