I feel like something is being ripped out of me when I don't feel motivated to draw, that no matter how much I pick up a pencil and scribble I just feel like something isn't right.
How do people manage to make such wonderful drawings and practice almost every day?
I hate the way that I think and act
I want to end reality but I feel hesitant
Optimistic that the future will be more concerned than the present
And so for today, I'll remain intact.
💌 send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome >:p 💌
Today I sang until my voice was hoarse, at least I'm learning how to do growls :3
One always returns to where one felt most appreciated.
smooch for a pretty person :333
Un besote de vuelta (^∇^)
Monster is the only sugary drink I would buy on my own just because of the social pressure of "cool people"
It's not bad tbh but too sweet for me, I just appreciate the amount of caffeine it has.
As I once said, I don't like sodas or any drinks like that because they make my throat feel weird, I just can stand coffee, tea, water, and occasionally alcohol
I hate the emptiness after getting a little attention.
This is how I want to hug my mooties btw
(mentally y'all are tagged)
The girls no longer surprise you with strange gestures like they used to.
Sometimes I'm so stupid that I think:
"Hmm, maybe if I really am myself, I can start getting people to like me."
And then I remember how cynical and boring I am and that my head should explode just for thinking something so silly.