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obliviousally_ljSo....I'm really feeling like shit.
I can't draw anything. I actually had to force myself to sketch something out last night. I was so frustrated that I felt like crying. I've never had this problem. Ever since I turned 20 I haven't been able to do hardly anything creative. Side from pixel dolls. But that doesn't fucking count. And it sucks so fucking badly. Because I want to draw, and I have all these ideas in my head. And I want to do the comic and I just CAN'T. It's been like this for weeks. Everything I've posted since April I've had to force out. And I don't want to have to do that. Drawing makes me happy, and I'm not happy when I'm trying to force myself to do something that I've done so easily for so long.
And...this weekend. It was fun, don't get me wrong. But something had to go wrong. Nothing ever goes smoothly... It's just that....everyone else who's ever visited had such a great time. And...I'm just not used to people not having fun when they're around me. Maybe I'm not just used to people who are quiet. Who aren't as loud and obnoxious as I am. Sorry. I wish you'd said something sooner. You wouldn't have offeneded, really. And it would have solved everything ahead of time...
I think...I'm going to go lay in bed for a bit. Take my stress out on the pillow or something. Then I've gotta fix my friends view. Augh.
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Which Agent Smith are you?
By Madeline Elster
I can't draw anything. I actually had to force myself to sketch something out last night. I was so frustrated that I felt like crying. I've never had this problem. Ever since I turned 20 I haven't been able to do hardly anything creative. Side from pixel dolls. But that doesn't fucking count. And it sucks so fucking badly. Because I want to draw, and I have all these ideas in my head. And I want to do the comic and I just CAN'T. It's been like this for weeks. Everything I've posted since April I've had to force out. And I don't want to have to do that. Drawing makes me happy, and I'm not happy when I'm trying to force myself to do something that I've done so easily for so long.
And...this weekend. It was fun, don't get me wrong. But something had to go wrong. Nothing ever goes smoothly... It's just that....everyone else who's ever visited had such a great time. And...I'm just not used to people not having fun when they're around me. Maybe I'm not just used to people who are quiet. Who aren't as loud and obnoxious as I am. Sorry. I wish you'd said something sooner. You wouldn't have offeneded, really. And it would have solved everything ahead of time...
I think...I'm going to go lay in bed for a bit. Take my stress out on the pillow or something. Then I've gotta fix my friends view. Augh.
-_-
Which Agent Smith are you?
By Madeline Elster
