WeirdnessIsn't it weird when you really like a picture you drew, but no one else does? It happens a lot to me, actually. @_@ Every picture that I think turns out pretty good, and I like it, no one seems to care. And then when I hate a picture I draw, everyone loves it. It's like people love my failure. Or I'm just going crazy.Weirdness in Personal More Like This
Page 13- Tainted MagicYeah, it's in the process. It's still sitting around as a pencil sketch, but I'm planning to work on it this weekend. Since I have three and a half days with no school. But the page doesn't have anyone's character. Just backgrounds, and stuff.Page 13- Tainted Magic in Personal More Like This
Thank You.Thank you guys for sticking around.Thank You. in Personal More Like This
Golly im sorry i havnt been active lately and art has been SUPER SLOW.
Honestly i have no excuses really i draw regularly i just dont seem to post it. Why? i have no clue.
I AM STILL GETTING WATCHERS I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!
Dont ever be afraid to talk to me or what ever ahah.
OH YEAH and some updatesss
Um well i got my modeling test shot done and the pictures are back unfortunately they arnt digital they are printed out photographs and such so ill have to figure out how to show you guys those.
And um hmmm
ahah well im super active on tumblr so you can just go and follow me if you want
also my life has been stripped away from me no thanks to an anime called hetalia
crys because i love that anime so much
um oh yeah almost to 300 watchers!!!
conclusionsso ive been pondering this for a while and ive come the the almost complete conclusion that i am almost completely not attracted to guys. i dont know its just.i dont know.conclusions in Personal More Like This
i can be like "oh hes cute" or "ew no booboo you ugly" but thats about it and ill make jokes like "id hit that" but nothing more than that i guess but yeah
ive only dated girls for a while and their so pretty and guys just...arnt. XD
yeah still like guys i guess
just chicks WAAAYYYYYYYY over dicks.
Gardening.I had been on the side of the road ,with my broken car, going on three days now. Not a single other motorist has traveled this road. My small meager supplies had run out the first night. I am lucky that the window washer fluid was just water. It is a flat land and near the bottom of a hill. No trees or large bushes are anywhere to be seen. The only thing blowing in the air is dirt. I sit in the car hoping that someone will come around. I know for a fact that I can not walk out. It took me a day and a half of speeding to just get here. I didn't pass a single town or campsite. Soon even the water will run out and I will have to either try to walk somewhere or just lay here and die. Either way it should be fun.Gardening. in Short Stories More Like This
I was heading to my brother’s wedding. I didn’t like his wife at all. She was rude and my brother could have done better. I am not at liberty to say anything. I would have guessed they would be out looking for me. That is not the case. Maybe I should have stayed on the
Captureing summer.I as yelled at again.Captureing summer. in Free Verse More Like This
This time for the same thing as last.
I wanted to bring in some off the summer fun.
I asked if I could hang on my wall.
They told me I could not.
That it has to stay outside.
I was making a mess in the house.
I did not want to lose the summer fun or the warmth.
Soon the summer would be over.
So I planned to sneak it in.
I jumped out my window to get it.
I had to chase it down.
It was hiding and I was seeking.
Then it tagged me and I would tag it back.
We got lost and started to adventure.
Then I was awaken by my wife.
I never got the chance to capture some summer and keep it.
I never forgot about that day.
And now I try everyday to capture it with my children.
Never succeeding, but I have yet to waist a summer's day.
Following Heroes.I could not help but look up at him.Following Heroes. in Free Verse More Like This
He stood taller then me and the trees.
I followed him everywhere he went.
He did not notice me, I was too small.
His boots made deep impressions on the earth.
While his life style did the same to the way I lived.
I tried to do as he did.
It was hard to do so, I could not keep up.
I would often hope he just stayed in the next town, so I could catch up.
As the years went by the distance was going.
Soon all I could do was listen to the stories.
Look at what he had done while I was chasing him down.
Then the stories stopped and the actions he left were gone.
I asked for years where he had gone.
Not a single had an answer.
I had to go live my life without him and try my best.
I came across him again today.
He was lying down under the ground.
His head stone spoke his name.
He laid next to someone else.
Their name was great and well known.
There behind some weeds on the head stone of my hero.
The words read, " He lived as the hero he followed. Helping all
Can I just tell you what I think of you?Fine I will whisper it to myself once again.Can I just tell you what I think of you? in Free Verse More Like This
I find your face hard to look upon.
Your voice cause pain in my head and my ears to cry blood.
The air you breath seems to be mistreated.
It comes out far more foul then it went in.
As if the air was tortured and left for dead in the hot summer sun then tossed under my nose.
The body of two week dead cow is more pleasing to the eyes then your's.
Why must you still follow me everywhere I go?
You claim many fiends and I ,myself, have seen it to be the truth.
They must be desperate or horrifically ill and soon to death.
I would rather live an entirety alone then spend on more moment in your presence.
If there was a kind god he would either take you away or cause all my senses to fail.
Yet I still see you, smell you, hear you, taste you in the air, and feel you.
It is hard to leave such a site when you are stuck inside.
Life has only become kinder to others. When I found out my misfortune and hid it away from them.
Tin Cowboy.A tin cowboy forever attached to his horse.Tin Cowboy. in Free Verse More Like This
He is looking towards a painted sunset.
It sets on a brick wall that once was part of a drive in.
The big screen has long fallen.
No longer does anyone come to watch a show.
Litter collects in the small holes in the pavement.
The wind blows paper as if tumble weeds.
The tin cowboy rides off into the false sunset.
A simple spring below his false horse gives him a gallop.
Time has been passing him by.
The weather is harsh on this land.
It is hot and causes the paint on both the tin cowboy and sunset to peel.
As the sunset starts to fade the cowboy starts to worry.
The cowboy will out live the sunset that he has been trying to reach.
His paint leaves him but he is still himself.
More and more of the wall behind the sun starts to show through.
He still rides towards it getting no close then before.
Year after year he never closes the gap.
Until one year he realizes he has failed.
The sun has finally set and left him alone.
He stops riding for the
TravelingI was making great time getting back home. I was ahead of schedule and my dad was not happy about that.Traveling in Free Verse More Like This
I was kind of speeding, just a little. But still making it home early was worth risking it with the police. The road trip in one direction was eight hours. I am trying to do both ways in on day. It is not fun the radio dies right out of town. I forgot all my C.D.s I never owned a M.P.3 player. I was just trying to get home so I could rest.
I just filled up at the last stop, which means there are no more stops till home. I admit I was too happy to pay attention to the speed. There is a hill going down out of the little town. So I was picking up some good speed. Then it happened, There were red and blue lights behind me. I was so pissed. The police were just making my time even longer. Making me want to speed even worse. I found a good place and pulled over.
"Do you know why I pulled you over?" "Uh no officer, I am just to dang stupid to know why you picked on me and made me stop. Coul
I am sane.Did I forget to tell you of my broken mind.I am sane. in Free Verse More Like This
It stayed in one piece after my heart was shattered into dust.
It did not falter when I learned the truth about the Tooth Fairy.
I held together after I fell off my bike.
It even made it through picking which parent to live with.
Lately it has been miss firing and giving off terrible ideas.
I am finding myself fighting with it more then usual.
I do not hear voices that is for the crazy.
I know these are my thoughts.
I just do not like them, or mean to think them.
The doctor tells me the pills will help.
But the judge said that it does not matter.
The walls full of something, surround me.
The color is off, and the smell is not safe.
They keep bringing me these pills.
But it does not matter now.
I have been caught.
There is not way out.
So why must I keep taking them.
I have started to hide them.
The floor will not hold anymore.
I started to trade them for different smaller pills.
I do not take them, they are not mine.
I plan to use these pills
Do I Have a Soul?Do I have a soul?Do I Have a Soul? in Free Verse More Like This
They say things that worry about it do have a soul.
I do not worry so much if I was given one or not.
I am sure I was.
But what I have done, I believe it has been lost or taken away.
I did not care about planning it.
I did not care about during it.
I even did not care afterwards.
I just started to care while walking back into the room.
When the news came on, they called me such bad names.
And that is where my question came from.
They started it, by claiming that if one was able to do this, they can not have a soul.
Now I pace the floor and ask myself every minute of every day.
Do I not have a soul?
Did I lose it?
Was it stolen?
In old pictures, I see myself smiling and living a good life.
So I must have had one, sometime ago.
I do not recall if, or, when did I lose it.
Now I am looking everywhere for it.
So I can show the rude people of this town, I do too have one.
I finally get to rest.I think I can finally get some rest.I finally get to rest. in Free Verse More Like This
My bed has been made at great expense.
The affairs have been dealt with, with help from others.
I tire and I must lay down to rest.
Keep it opened just a crack, I am afraid of the dark.
Lower it gently remember I am trying to sleep.
Put the sign above my resting place to let people know to be quiet.
Thank you all for helping me to bed.
I can see it in the eyes and hear the yawns in the crowd.
I have caused you all to work too hard.
Now you tire just as I do.
So I must be getting to sleep.
Goodnight and Goodbye to you all.
A Bucket of WaterIs the bucket full?A Bucket of Water in Free Verse More Like This
No sir, the rope has broken and the bucket fell in the well, then sank.
Then why do you come to me?
You asked for a bucket of water. It has been lost so I felt I needed to let you know.
You should have shown up with another bucket of water.
Or, better yet you can go in after it.
Sir, I can not swim. The well is deep. If I went after it I would drown and poison the well further more.
You have me there. You must be one of the smartest servants that work for me.
Thank you sir, I will bring you another bucket full of cool water.
Do not worry about. The fire has already burnt itself out. My wife and children with it.
I no longer require it.