I feel purty, I feel purty, So purty, So purty, So purty!
In reality im not but thats not gonna stop me now, nothings gonna stop me now, woah woah woah explode!
Okay, so im hoping that Im not gonna break into song by the end of this journal entry again
Its been good, been able to upload some of my photos, and some artwork, and a poem. I'm gonna upload some more later.
I hope my art isn't seen as the crap of deviantart because the thinking process for each of my pieces is clear and concise and everything I do looks my good.
I consider crap to be well, just general crap, ie: "I did this quick sketch of an alien that everybody else can do 100x better but I posted it anyway" and anything that has been done with no thinking, ie: "I did this, uh..., cos I was bored and um... I think it looks quite nice" yeah so its nice but not very inspiring.
I think I'm forcing myself to feel the feeling of love again, which I so want to be true and yet so want to be false so I don't know what to think. Love and burn, No love and spirituality.
In fact, that gets me thinking about plutonic relationships, now these I am totally in favour of. Sex is not important. Sex is not important. Sex is not important. What I am saying? But it is how I feel.
I really should stop talking, expect more from me
:Gorpie:
Love you, love the world. Out.