This has been one of the worst years of my life… when I had to learn to live with the fact, that my dad is dying, and I needed my best friend more then ever, but she cut me out because I was honest with her! And she was never ever honest with me…
I lose everyone I care about. Anytime I open up to someone, they walk out of my life, or they die, or they move away, or they turn into freakin Norman Bates, or or or or…
I want to draw something that means something to someone. Like when you go see a really great band live for the first time and no one is saying it but everyone’s thinking it. I want to draw that feeling, but I can’t.
Here’s my philosophy on dating. It’s important to have somebody that can make you laugh, somebody you can trust, somebody that, y’know, turns you on… And it’s really, really important that these three people don’t know each other.
At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world, six billion souls. And sometimes… all you need is one.
Is it me? Am I the reason people always leave? Am I the reason all these things keep happening to me? Maybe I’m just destined to be alone.