Devious Journal DraftI see your fake smile.Devious Journal Draft4 months ago in Personal More Like This
Because, believe me, I know that smile. I know what it feels like to reply "I'm good." when someone asks you how you are. But bit because you're good, but because you're so used to saying it, that you don't even think about it anymore. You don't even realize the question thats being asked. Your response is so rehearsed that it comes out with almost no effort. Just like that beautiful smile. It breaks your heart to lie to those you love. Its so hard to tell them that everything is perfectly fine. But its even harder to tell them the truth. You don't want to be in such a vulnerable state. You can't handle that kind of pity. But you have to believe me, love, when I say you're not alone. I'm here for you. I understand that reflection you see every night. The one you don't even recognize anymore. That same smile that you've been wearing for years to fool everyone, has finally fooled you. Just for that split second, when you look in the mirror and see that stran
Suicide Selfishness Mental vs Physical PainThis has been something at has been bothering me a lot lately, so I thought I would make a journal on this subject once and for all.Suicide Selfishness Mental vs Physical Pain7 months ago in Personal More Like This
First of all, anyone who is going to comment saying "you're an emo bitch and selfish just for posting this" can leave their fucking comments to themselves. I don't want to hear the stupidity that comes from people like you who have everything they could ever need.
So to start, I want to say to anyone and everyone out there that I in no way condone suicide. I am a firm believer that suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem and it should really never be the answer. However I hate it when I hear or see something like this
"Suicide is selfish if you kill yourself over being bullied, but it's fine if you like are terminally ill
As a cancer sufferer for almost 5 years now, and someone who has been diagnosed terminal multiple times, you assholes have no idea how fucke
A bit of a ramble from me to youHello everyone! Long time no see.A bit of a ramble from me to you3 years ago in Personal More Like This
I'm going to take this time to reflect on some things.
I was talking to Moorina and she inspired me to write this in detail and share with you all ^^
I've been doing doujin work and publishing in Japan for 4 years now... looking back, there has been a ton of sacrifices and bad decisions to be made. My life in general was kinda weird.
This is quite personal, but I though I'd share my life/experience with you guys.
My family was never well off. A lot of our friends don't know of our situation, of course. Our mother was gambling every single day and our father was never home. Mom would take all day looking around the house for hidden cash (stashed from my dad) while dad goes out to play pool with his friends. Our family borrows money from relatives and that's how we get by. If you go back to my journal entries from 2004, those were the days where we had to go to the internet cafe just to use the net because we couldn't afford to pay for anything per month
Site Update: Runaway LlamasSite Update: Runaway Llamas5 months ago in DeviantArt Announcements More Like This
In our continuous effort to improve the DeviantArt experience, we're publishing weekly Site Updates to keep members informed and to gather feedback. Below is a list of recent changes to the site, bug fixes, and feedback that was brought up by members in the last Site Update.
The Runaway Llama Badge
Late last week, two llamas captured the eyes of the world for a few hours, as they were on the run in Sun Valley, Arizona. To celebrate their fleeting freedom, and for the devious fun of it all, an additional level has been added to the already existing llama badge.
Hoax Involving Deleting Accounts
Recently there has been a surge in Journals being posted or shared that say that DeviantArt will be deleting
Devious Journal EntryI try to tell myselfDevious Journal Entry4 months ago in Personal More Like This
"You're not alone.."
Yet when I get into bed at night,
My sadness envelopes me instead of my blankets.
And my head is propped up
By a monster of thoughts
Rather than my pillows.
And the weight in my chest..
It feels as though the mattress is laying on me
rather than me laying on it..
And all I know through this confusion,
is when I sit up,
and take a look around me
The only person there..is me
And the only person who cares is me..
And the only person who understands...is me..
She forgotA girl met a boyShe forgot4 months ago in Personal More Like This
and she loved him
more than the moonlight
more than a starry night.
More than the changing seasons
or oversized sweaters.
More than Polaroids or postcards.
Old type writers, or record players.
Concert tickets, or the highlighted text
in her favorite book.
She had come to love everything he was
and everything she'd made him into.
Her heart swelled as the day passed,
full of love for him and hope that she forgot to do
what so many forget to do.
She forgot to leave room to love herself.