I'm not in school but when your county is under a level 3 snow warning, it's a snow day for everyone. No driving with the excpetion for emergencies... and I don't believe the authorites will consider my dwindling supply of Hostess HoHo's (individually wrapped) an emergency. Although it's a very big deal to me.
Maybe it's for the best; I've needed an entire day to myself to work on writing and finish a drawing I started last week. So far in the day I have completed these tasks: did dishes, made food for my mom and I, read, and took a nice long bath. That's it. I am the queen of procrastination. I had two things to do and have yet to do them. I'm sure it'll get done after I update. Hopefully.
Butt and I were talking about how weird and awkward it would be to give out pictures of yourself out of the high school setting... with writing on the back, "Butt, You are a great friend. Don't ever change. Love, Me." Therefore, we think it would be a good idea to do this... and we will.
Since the last time I updated I got two new tattoos. "Writing chooses you; you don't choose it" below the creases of my reverse elbows. And the blackwork of a jellyfish on the right side of my ribs. I'm getting the color done next week and I'll have pictures then. I'll warn you though, it is badass.
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. How exciting [please hit sarcasism button now]. I'm not a big fan of this holiday. Makes me think about bad memories and how I have a knack for fucking things up. Not that I wish things would have turned out differently... I just wish I wouldn't have hurt him the way I did. It's been two years and I still feel like shit about it. And for anyone keeping track, two years ago tomorrow I archived myself from the site.
I do have a valentine though, which is nice, but probably won't see him because of said snow warning. Damn snow. Thanks for reminding me why I despise you so much.
Let me gush over my valentine for a moment, will you? -> Ah. He's so wonderful. I was unaware they made boys like this one. I am mad crazy about him.
I'll stop there although I could go on. I just find it hard to describe these things I'm feeling without sounding too girly.
My mind is starting to wander. Time to get off of here and write and draw.
Maybe it's for the best; I've needed an entire day to myself to work on writing and finish a drawing I started last week. So far in the day I have completed these tasks: did dishes, made food for my mom and I, read, and took a nice long bath. That's it. I am the queen of procrastination. I had two things to do and have yet to do them. I'm sure it'll get done after I update. Hopefully.
Butt and I were talking about how weird and awkward it would be to give out pictures of yourself out of the high school setting... with writing on the back, "Butt, You are a great friend. Don't ever change. Love, Me." Therefore, we think it would be a good idea to do this... and we will.
Since the last time I updated I got two new tattoos. "Writing chooses you; you don't choose it" below the creases of my reverse elbows. And the blackwork of a jellyfish on the right side of my ribs. I'm getting the color done next week and I'll have pictures then. I'll warn you though, it is badass.
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day. How exciting [please hit sarcasism button now]. I'm not a big fan of this holiday. Makes me think about bad memories and how I have a knack for fucking things up. Not that I wish things would have turned out differently... I just wish I wouldn't have hurt him the way I did. It's been two years and I still feel like shit about it. And for anyone keeping track, two years ago tomorrow I archived myself from the site.
I do have a valentine though, which is nice, but probably won't see him because of said snow warning. Damn snow. Thanks for reminding me why I despise you so much.
Let me gush over my valentine for a moment, will you? -> Ah. He's so wonderful. I was unaware they made boys like this one. I am mad crazy about him.
I'll stop there although I could go on. I just find it hard to describe these things I'm feeling without sounding too girly.
My mind is starting to wander. Time to get off of here and write and draw.
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I wrote you a letter several weeks ago, that you'll never get. It wasn't a very interesting letter, it could've easily have been a journal comment, but I felt like writing. I do that. I write journal entries that no one ever reads, sometimes it never even leaves my head. I think I just need to get it out of my system.
Anyway, consider this your final comment. It's way past time for an update!