And, by the way, sorry for being such a deadbeat artist. School is being icky. Rarely is a day I don't have homework. When I don't have homework, I either spend the afternoon with my boyfriend or watch TV for five hours. I still write poetry. (If I'm even worthy of calling it poetry or myself a poet.) Drawing has been difficult. I feel uninspired. I do doodle in my biology notebook, so I guess that's something.
I just realized that I will be a zombie when softball season starts.
I'll try to get some drawings done, some things written, and maybe a few pictures taken. I'm kind of thinking I should attempt National Novel Writer's Month and try to write a 50,000 word story in one week. It would be interesting. Sloppy, probably poorly written, but interesting. That would be about 7,142 words a day, or roughly 14 pages a day. Heh. That actually sounds like fun.
Well, anyways, hopefully I'll start submitting some shit soon. I hope.
And is anyone else getting really stressed out about Christmas shopping? I know I am.









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we are all financial burdens.
except to those who feed off of us
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we are all financial burdens.
except to those who feed off of us
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It's kinda easy when you have nothing, cus nothing can be taken away from you.
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I intend to live forever.
So far, so good.
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" ...he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same, and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire."
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