Life is Beautiful.

what the fuck?

Ok so now i'm going to starts saying as much shit as I want to out loud when  no one is around to hear it. Starting off with how the fuck am I going to make a life out of myself? Where is my art going? And why since oh I don't know 8th grade, (yeah let's go with that) 8th grade I have classified myself as a certified nut job. That's right no followers a fucking crazy person. I think it allll started when my fucking enraging HORMONES KICKED IN. That's it. I'm done.

I've got no plans and too much time. I feel too restless to unwind.

AP Art.

This is killing me. I hate myself so fucking much for taking all of my break over to work on these motherfucking projects. This SUCKS. I'm eliminating myself from the world.

Prom

It's my worst nightmare. After spending 5 hours and hearing my mothers voice I want to smash my face into a pole and wait for blood to come out. I can't ever seem to make a good decision about picking out a good dress for myself. And every time I find a good one, my mother decides it's too revealing or something just looks bad about it. Anyway I still have no prom dress, and my life might as well be over. I swear if I was a dude life would be so simple.

Reflection

Something I have been arguing with myself for ages. I want to make a difference. I want to break out of my skin.

Morning.

I have always enjoyed mornings. It's a time when there is a lack of acknowledgments  to the world. I get my alone time and no one in my family gives a damn till 12 p.m.

Depression.

It's been a battle of mine since I was in 8th grade and sometimes I fear that someday I'll go back down that steep path. Today because of all this rain it's bringing me back to all the bad times I felt. It's all so empty. I should feel happy that my life has been so steady. But because of how slowly things have been going I have no motivation, no need to progress. I think I need to be in love. Or at least find a god damn muse to fill my head.

It's all blibblabbloop

This is the what 5th new post? Still I have no one following me. I feel so schizophrenic.

Yes.

WHAT AM I DOING HERE?

HOW DO I USE THIS? why does my blog suck compared to everyone else?
Why exactly am I here again? I'm forcing myself to spit up words, great. I thought by having this stupid thing I could figure out what the hell is wrong with me. I suck at showing who I am. I have the worst personality, and best of all my art work  sucks. I look at everyone around me and I think "wow why can't I be like that?". And still nothing is coming to me. Still I am forcing myself to make myself sound interesting. But I am simply not. I really just want to know what's wrong with me. 

Where it all begins.

So I guess after an hour of mindless selection and editing a layout, I think it's time for me to start writing something decent. It's just a mindless child who has nothing better to do. Instead of face book, hey why not a blog? Anyway the main purpose right now is to just help me focus during this break and hopefully get my art work done.

I really do hate rain.

Well this looks interesting.

I think this is where I get to spit up random crap in order to get my life back in track.