I've been struggling a lot lately against my depression. I'm trying to be optimistic, trying not too think too deeply about the things that have been bothering me. I'm trying not to let my feeling of isolation get to me either.... But all this trying.....it feels like giant monsters, surrounding me with dripping claws....and they're not cute like these monsters:
Getting tattoos is kind of helping let out the crazy, but it just makes me want more. I may pick up crafts again, just wish I had money. I'm super jealous of all of Hexxus's fans haha! Lucky girl. I don't think she needs me whoring her wishlist and tattoo/whatever funds out.
I should be whoring myself out. I'm going to start trying to get ahold of the wonderful SG photographers, maybe that'd help my crazy too, if I got to do another set. I just don't know what to do for a theme, and I don't have money...rawr!
I found an old picture, that really made me break down:
This was my kitty TJ who we had to put down back in October. I had posted a whole huge blog on it....yeah..I miss him a lot, still. I want 2 tattoos in honor of him.
I found out how much boob sweat sucks when it gets into a healing tattoo. mmmhmmm.
But yet, I'm working on making my boobs bigger..I'm crazy I know.
So....can I whore myself out? Do you looooooove me? Clothes from the wishlist would be nice, or money yeah...money would be cool
