I want.
To make an arrangement.
With several different kinds of flowers.
Main among them would be protea, Queen Anne's lace, and Fancy mini Carnations.
Why?
Well, I'd have teh Queen Anne's lace around the stems of the Mini Carn, and protea. And the Mini carn around hte stem of the Protea. Giving it an otherworld, primordial look.
It looks badass in my head.
And it will only cost me 20 bucks to do.
Yay discounts at job!
plus, if its a hit.
I can charge people fo rit.
And pocket the difference.
Win yes?
Thought I'd get that off my mind before my nap.
Heres to hoping the headache I've had for 5 days now will let me rest. x.X
Headache got so bad early, I lost my vision for a few seconds.
Almost took out a pallet at Costco ><.
*sighs and hangs head*
No one sees a problem with this at all.
Nope.
Everything is working out just fine.
anywho.
Long day at work.
Apprently, I have no reason to be online so.
After a ten hour shift.
I'm going to go nap for an hour or so.
You all take care now.
Love yah buh bye.
Was so hoping
For something to do.
before work ><.
Whelp....off I go for a 8-10 hour shift.
So hope someone didnt call in.
<.</
v.v
Last time.
First time.
Every time.
The last moment I held you.
Was the first time I died.
*stares at*
Hm.
Needs something....
Fix it when I get back.
I'll always be there.
What does that mean to you?
Hm.
Running thought.
Want to play with that on a sketch pad.
Just not sure how.
Maybe a tattoo on someones chest?
Or a book perhaps...
Dont know.
Been toying with the idea of Drawing Bennet and his cousin to this concept.
Would be interesting.
I've got sunshine.
I've got clouds.
I'm thinking of running away.
I hate clowns.
I worship with mimes.
I walk with giants.
I'm king of the stars.
Master of nothing.
My opponent is conflict herself.
My goal is absolution.
I'm taking on destiny.
I'm throwing her in the grave.
Let the Fates know.
I'm on my way.
Correction, Wrath.
http://www.you
I'm writing a short story on one of my toons. ( Envy) while lsitening to that song.
And yes, I really am.
Should be done by the time I go to bed tonight.
Rejected.
Replaced.
Ignored.
Not even worth a hello.
Fuck it.
I'm gone.
Goodbye.
Logging out of ET for the first time in like...
since i joined.
"You should not do magic you do not understand! Send him back. He would want to be back."-Little bear. Indian in the cupboard.(1995)-That can apply to so much in life. Friendship, technology, the ecnomony, love, religion, alot of things. Think about that.
Every time we think. Every second we walk. Every moment we interact, we make choices. Everything revolves around this. Some choices, can be fixed. Some cannot. With every choice, comes the chance for joy, or regret. We walk a twisting path in this life. Every moment we make a choice. Wether we know it or not, you make them.Do not answer this following question in the comments, unless you really want too, but What choices do you make? Where are they taking you? Where are you now? And looking back on your choices, are you happy?
I'm not pleased.
Not in the least.
Friends dont treat friends like crap.
Ha.
Friends dont let friends drive drunk.
Ha.
I'm not going to care anymore.
Because its not worth my fucking time or energy.
Pity the nice guy.
Because he always finishes last.
Feeling really fucking bitter.
And I'm hating myself for it.
So fcuking much.
Makes me laugh it does.
Makes me laugh.
http://www.you
Tell me that song isnt sexy
Soaring higher and higher.
Climbing closer and closer.
Moving ever nearer my goal.
I will rule the cosmos someday.
I wont be content with the simple mans life.
King of the universe?
Please.
I was thinking God.
http://www.you
I <heart> that song.
Because A.
I can sing it.
Because B.
It feels like my life at times.
Because C.
Its No Doubt/Gewn.
Its win.
No, I'm not happy.
No, I'm not in a good mood.
Yes, I'm leaving.
And yes, I may not be coming back.
I have no fucking reason too.
Correction.
I'm happy with life for a most part.
Its just really hurting, and upsetting.
How you can go from being treated really well.
To being treated like the after thought, replaced, not very important friend.
Shelfed? Replaced? unwanted?
Yes, I feel it.
friendship is a two way street.
And i'm the only one who is fucking walking on it.
Okay.
That made me smile.
it really did.
Anywho.
So yeah.
Hm.
What to do tomarrow...
what to do...
*looks at sketch book*
I should finish Anne's picture.
So i can mail her the present..
*wanders off to find sketch pencils*
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