| So, things are things.
And those things aren't always so great.
The only real thing I have forward to look to is to next weekend.
Not too much else.
I need to draw.
Like a mo fo.
And get it all out.
I can't sell art at Afest,
if there is no art that has been drawn.
Wish me damned luck. |
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| How wonderful of a psychiatrist can I find? |
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| Akon is coming up. Who will be there?
I'll be Light, from DeathNote, the first day.
Then, I will be Itachi from Naruto.
Haha, this is me. Aren't I good?
So. If you are going to be there, let me know. Hope to see you. |
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| Seems that a change was in order, so a change I have made. Little has made sense lately.. Should it be any different?
Why is it...so hard to put faith in people anymore? To..choose the right time, to speak with them, to make a difference, a change, to help, or..does it merely hinder..?
Hnn.. Maybe, I act like this due to the lack of sugar intake for the day. I only had boba.. That isn't enough to deal with.
Light should be..gathering his things..moving in in a few weeks. 4, at the most.. Won't this be entertaining..?
Ah.. As the clock ticks on, each new second; a new breath is made, and another lost. What will my next breath do for me..? |
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