Can enough words be truly said for the thought to sink in?
My fingers are numb and they move with a mind all their own.
I am understanding of the battle you go through in your head.
Believe me, and trust me.
No matter the little differences in our appearences.
No matter the little quirks in our personalities.
No matter the little motions people make.
I have been through what you have. There is no level of extreme.
It is all the same, when the same thought passed through our same brains.
Depression. Anxiety. Debate. The voices. The sadness. The lonliness.
I won't speak of anyone else.
I won't tell if you don't want me to.
I've been sooooooooooooooooooo busy with the new school year and everything. Working Tuesdays and Sundays, Football games Wednesdays, Student Council Thursdays, NJHS, Yearbook, Officer meeting (for Stuco), committees, all in the mornings. Then I have homework, planning the next Student Council meeting, getting stuff ready for the weekend, etc. Just been so busy. But I have done a lot more art, I think like 5 actually things and then some doodles. Also got a TON of new photography pics. Gunna have to upload those all someday.
I want to sell my art and give most of the money to organizations like TWLOHA. Problem is, I don't know how much I should sell them for. And I don't know if anyone would actually buy my art.. Plus I don't know if my mom would let me.
Anyways, I'm asking you guys. Would you buy my art, and if so, how much would you buy it for?
Let's see who truly reads my journals.... you and I wake up in a police car
together. Using Four words only, what would you say to me? Note: if you comment,
you must copy and paste this to your journal so I can comment on your post as
well. Be good and play along. (4 words are harder than you think).