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I want to believe you. I do. But I have more intangible obstacles, “conveniently” placed between, just as before. I am short-tempered because “Nobody is perfect” except for me, so I don’t know how to cater to your moods. I don’t know what the fuck to believe. I shouldn’t have done the thing. I know I shouldn’t have. Because it never changes anything. It just serves to make me miserable as I was when I was last in a “relationship”. How heavy my mind and heart in  conjunction must be to have the impact of hate manifested in feral anger management issues, in my peers is a new one for me. In the past I had avoided gen-contact for the sake of keeping peace and now it’s as if I am starting fires by refraining from doing the thing, and “cheating” people out of some kind of vicarious high. It will only get worse. It would be nice to be rescued, but I don’t think that’s how this story goes, or it would have happened by now. I never saw enlightenment being so lonely, but I suppose

  I don't always update Peaches posts here, but this is what I did today so, here they are. They came out really good/ I'm proud of them :)

Guess who just finished the first part of their epic fanfic!? This guy!!! Yeahhhh!! It was just supposed to be a short story and its gotten out of control but in a good way! Now I just gotta figure out where I'm gonna post it...

I know. My title is so clever and imaginative.

the younger sister to Tori. There should probably be more bells and whistles to her uniform and weapons, but I don't know what they are yet. I will update once I find out. :D good practice ^_^

Character concept for my friend's novel.

Nina.

I have to believe that. I haven't been okay in a very long time... Drawing Itachi has been good for meditation... and I am getting better at...well...everything... except being lonely and unemployed.  ;_; I feel like the world is against me... I'm so tired of struggling just to live independently and simply. Somebody fucking save me, please. That look says it all But still...

"So...This is Loran. I'm impressed." "Itachi said he'd be here 45 minutes ago... I wonder if he even left y-" "MMF!!!" "OMG you scared me!" *apology smooch* "Itachi, they'll see us..." *blushblush* "No they won't...Promise..." *giggles* "You look so pretty... " "Aw bae" "But you didn't wear the dress..."  *heavy breathing* "I-I'll wear it next time" "Promise?" "I swear!" I mean, I hate to disappoint. The backdrop was from Loran, in The Lost Tower movie and when I first saw it I fell in love with this place. I wished I could see it for myself. So Itachi met up with me for a date *blushes*. we're taking it slow....ish.... Something thrilling about hide and seeky gettin a little freaky on the low in a public palace LOL

Nate, you're a hottie. Sincerely, Everyone

Roxy is not pleased. i'll give you three guesses who they're talking about. Hint: Her name rhymes with whore-ah XD

This is more than a crush. He's very patient.

It goes down in the Hangar.

Worked hard on it for a good 8 hours. I'm proud of it, but tired of staring at it.  This was the hardest one yet.. =_= goodnight! P.S. Please Visit and show some love with a donation to INSILICO

After that horrendous incident in which my no-face uncle attempted to dishonor me, I am looking for every opportunity to bury that recounting in my archives and never look back. I have since moved back to DC and have made plans to get my life together, once again; but if I've learned nothing else, I know to leave out the details of my plans for now, because of Murphy's Law. It intensifies when I talk too much. So, it's been nice to get back to work on art again. I'm still learning how to make decent land/cityscapes, but each one is getting better than the last. I see where I could've done better, for instance, the two tallest buildings are near the center of the composition- if I was thinking more about the flow of the design- I would have thought to put them off to the sides. But I never know how it's going to turn out, to be honest, so I'm proud of it anyway. This is the scene when Roxy first wakes up after being "rescued".

Tonight my uncle and I had a fight. I was sitting in the basement as per usual and it's like 10PM and I'm watching Naruto with my headphones on. He calls me and proceeds to come down the stairs. So I take my headphones out and he asks if I'm doing okay. I tell him I'm fine while my aunt is trying to stop him from coming down to bother me in the first place. He then proceeds to tell me I'm intruding upon his space and that all my space is his space so that I need to leave. It's apparent that his logic is incalculably flawed so I opt not to dance around the reality since it's clearly about disrespect in the most primal troglodyte form. But this makes me a monster, which he's quick to tell me how ugly I am and how I'll never get a man because of my attitude and  that a woman should know her place with the wavering shakiness of a leaf. He's being totally aggressive, so I stand, from my seated position because he's getting in my face now and

The sea and me, salty as can fucking be. I'm in a bad place emotionally, today. I'm 31 years old, living with my aunt and uncle, trying desperately to find my place in this world. To most people it's as simple as "getting a job". I have had many jobs, and I don't mind hard work, however, there is always something that comes in between. Most recently I was working for Lowe's as a Home Decor Customer Service Associate. While I was content to just show up to work and do  my job every day and go home, there were evil people afoot whose only motivation was to be the architect of my downfall. I'm now coming to realize this is the way of the world. There will always be somebody hating from a distance, up close, or trying to throw rocks into my path. I don't understand the motive, but I do understand that I don't like rocks being thrown at me. In the end, I confronted the bully directly. But instead of any support or righteous retribution, I e

As if I don't have enough to be depressed about. Do you guys remember this? His name in Secondlife was Tristen Starsider, but his real name was Ben Thompson and he was Australian. When we first met, I was a little taken with his accent and maybe I had some mild feelings for him at first. Outside of SL we were friends on Skype,  and Ben was a cutie pie. He kinda reminded me of this guy:   I love SecondLife when I'm feeling the most financially unstable and depressed in my Real life. Something about being able to buy couture fashion and do things you naturally cannot afford, for cheap, really assuages my senses when I'm dirt poor. It's nice to go on and dress like a million bucks when I sometimes feel worthless... but SL can be a dark place too. Ben and I used hang out at this welcome hub called Violet, with a bunch of social rejects. This particular spot was really overrun with spammers, anti-social idiots and basically the kind of people that are generally

He's so sweet evil! Reminds me of someone...

But I can't get my hair wet :3 I wasn't talking about your hair This is...I'm just gonna leave this here...   ._.  .... XD *runs away* o///o

Do you wanna ride... ...or die? \

Please don't ever leave :* Just for context, I was watching Stark Trek last night. ;_; I'm not obsessed! YOU'RE OBSESSED! T_T

The subject, subjecting me to torture, to you, the subject, in the 2nd person.

Ohh... my.. Ra!!! Some sketches. She stacked

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