Holy fuck... I'm shuddering... I am literally freaking out and going all faint and shit. Fucking fuck fuck.

I feel so weird.

I can't change the joy emoticon,,,, not feeeling joy at all. oh shit oh shit.

You all missed that.

it'd be nice if i heard one good thing about my artwork from friends that weren't already on art sites...

>_< ANGST!  

...and compliment the lovely void you'd be seeing. i know this ends, as all things do, but let's be realistic here - how broken does it have to get?

There was a time, almost 9 years ago now, when my first summer spent at raves in Las Vegas kicked in. At first, I regarded ravers as dope addled idiots, day-glo clowns listening to horrible electronic beeps and boops, spouting asinine terms like PLUR to the media. And so it started, the point where one from the out-set slowly became one of ( Read more... )

33. More landscapes ( Read more... )

working it all out... 1. As much as more and more things are looking up, there isn’t a second I don’t regret past actions. I ain’t treating them lightly neither, but you can only harbor and apologize so much before it becomes cheap and parody. The more I find out how nasty my particular rabbit hole went, the more self-loathing I feel ( Read more... )

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I don't care if he/she was trained or if this is just repetition, its still an animal, painting itself in a clear manner. This world is still so full of things.

    I get so confused lately. It's not just the upset of having drained all my available cash to fix my truck, $1,300 ugh! but just this niggling sense of malaise that I get when I even haphazardly try to get back into dating. It just seems so damn easy for most of my friends to just bounce back into the fray of things and here I sit with the same ( Read more... )

14. Fashion.

Is ridiculous. I’m not sure if it’s the point where we started pulling every last fashionable thing from the past or what, but fashion in general, and especially urban or street style is so damn fucking ridiculous that I’m not entirely sure if these thugged out fools have any idea that the design ideas were beamed in from the Planet ( Read more... )

10. Sufferance.

Had a terrible dream, well, not that I usually have good ones. It started with me walking up to my parent's house, in front of the door was a baby owl, brown with baby down. I scooped it up as it was outside in the cold and walked in with it. Once inside, I could see a Christmas tree that my parents had set up with a robin singing ( Read more... )