Sometimes I don't even know what to say to my private soapbox where no one likes to listen. My mind aches for release but my fingers cannot seem to follow through, and it makes me feel empty.
I want to write something clever. I want to mash on the fucking keys and yell "look! I'm entertaining! I'm so fucking funny, you should all love me!...
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I want to write something clever. I want to mash on the fucking keys and yell "look! I'm entertaining! I'm so fucking funny, you should all love me!...
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Sometimes I think of really clever musings to write about, and then I promptly forget them.
sigh
sigh
I fell in love the other day. I was at the grocery store, and it all happened so quickly, that had I blinked, I might have missed it... But I did not.
I'll never forget the way she stood there ahead of me, a two dollar bottle of water and not a penny for my thoughts. So carefree, yet poignant. Worn denim hanging about her...
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I'll never forget the way she stood there ahead of me, a two dollar bottle of water and not a penny for my thoughts. So carefree, yet poignant. Worn denim hanging about her...
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"Freelance Artist" is just another way of saying "I don't have a job, but I really like to draw".
I've been working on some drawings to submit to a certain company for work, but I haven't really touched them in a couple days. I feel spread thin, and nothing really seems to be popping. Where the hell's my inspiration? I look at some of the...
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I've been working on some drawings to submit to a certain company for work, but I haven't really touched them in a couple days. I feel spread thin, and nothing really seems to be popping. Where the hell's my inspiration? I look at some of the...
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