two years ago today, 4:37PM. I lost my friend. It seems to be a common problem among artists now. I believe that the most unnerved are more likely to pour themselves into a canvas. I never thought about what happened. In a way, I already grieved the loss of Her before it even started. When it did, I felt nothing. I didn't cry at your funeral. I wish I did. Part of me believes that it was for the g... » Continue Reading
I think I fell in love. It feels stupid. I hate it. I makes me want to bash my head against a wall whenever He texts me. I hate him. Love feels like every emotion at once. I endear him, I long for him, I want him, I text him, I wait for him, and I hate him. Not because he's a bad person, no. I put him too high in a pedestal to see his flaws at this point. But because I love him so dearly. So much... » Continue Reading
I have been told that I am one to tell a lot of interesting stories. which I totally agree with, I honestly have so many stories to tell and not enough people to tell them to. most of my stories are bad, but there are some good ones stuck in there too. I like to say that my past experiences have given me character development, and that most of what I have had to go through had just made me stronge... » Continue Reading