sumday-il-forget-you

so u must have noticed i havent been putting anything up lately. thats cause i havent done any art. at all. i dont know why. i think it has alot to do with random shit im dealing with. i cant seem to concentrate. just yesterday i finally snapped and grabbed some watercolors and went insane in my sketchbook. obviously it looked like crap. i didnt stop thoug. i just got markers and basically mutilated a good number of pages. it was almost as if i was in a trance or something of the sort. i just couldnt stop. now i cant even come close to my sketchbook. i think that im repressing so much right now that the min pen touches paper, everything i

im growing quite fond of my random rantings at 3 in the morning on deviantart, it is starting to become part of my monthly ritual, ha ha ha... so my mom comes home today...yay!!! and... hm.... ha, its funny, its 3 am, im sleepless, and i have NOTHING to rant about, that has to be a miralce of sorts. well, actually, im very proud of myself today. i actually...READ a BOOK. not just my history book, oh no, i actually read a fictionional book that is not required for school, and dosnet have pictures, and is a good 400 pages long. im actually VERY proud of myself. i cant remember the last time i actually read for fun... what a weird concept,

And when the inspiration hits Il wonder how it came to this when all the words begin to fade and i just wish that you had stayed and if i had just one last chance id come to you and ask to dance cause thats as close as we will be 2 hearts beating to one melody 3 more days, and the deed is done 1 last hug, and you'll be gone the pounding in my head will stop and the tears will cease to drop And when the inspiration hits Il wonder how it came to this How it possibly took so long to write you one evoking song that summed up what you mean to me this one last chord, and Il be free 3 more days and the deed is done 1 last hug, and