Doing a bit of fire breathing, my boss capturing this photo at just the right time. I love this photo.
Why do I feel so unhappy all the time? Is it my fate to be this way, was I the chosen one to be like this so others can be happy? If so please someone tell me. If that is the answer then I will gladly accept it. If not end my misery.
This is my first drawing to reach over 20k notes. and not only that, but it did it in only a few days. holy shit
I tread on memories past trying to remember it all, yet I stare into the abyss of murky water only seeing parts. I know what’s best though it feels as though I’m magnetized to worst. I don’t know what to do anymore and giving up is not an option. Though it’s highly tempting as do many have tried it passing and failing. I slit my wrist once, and tried shooting myself in the head with a 357. Magnum only for the round to be a dud… So that is no option to me anymore. I walk a fine line on yarn only to see it is holding true. My dreams all very different, but same. It’s the one place I seem sane. To this note I say goodnight as I close these weary eyes and drift to sanity.