Who will answer my prayer for my lonliness?
*From the binds of my lonliness, you will always have the sacred key*~*
Melancholy-mel·an·chol·y-Noun
1. a gloomy state of mind, esp. when habitual or prolonged; depression.
2. sober thoughtfulness; pensiveness.
3. Describing my mood for the past 4 months.
Anyone who wants to know why is gonna have to call me....
For those of you who have read my lj, a few months back I posted an entry about how I was debating on whether or not I wanted to finish a project that I'd started working on for somone. Well, I finished it, but it's the complete opposite of the original idea I had for it. It's still for the person, but also it's for me as well....anyways I think it turned out pretty well, what do you think?
In case anyone is wondering, yes that's my face, eyes a different color, it was working on the pupils that was the hardest part. If you could please leave a comment on what you think.
Call it negative, go ahead and think that I'm just feeling sorry for myself, but sorry, I don't know what else to say. God...I can't wait till I move.
On a good note, I'm turning 21 in a month
On a bad note, I'm not going to Florida with Brad like I was originally going to.....whatever, maybe I'll try and plan a little shindig of my own or maybe someone will suprise me this year. I've already got a birthday wish, even though it's not going to come true, I can still wish can't I?
*~*Six feet deep is the incision. In my heart, that barless prison. Discolored all with tunnel vision, sunstter, NYMPHETAMINE. Sick and weak from my condition, this lust, this vampyric addiction. Hers alone in full submission, none better....NYMPHETAMINE*~*
Melancholy-mel·an·chol·y-Noun
1. a gloomy state of mind, esp. when habitual or prolonged; depression.
2. sober thoughtfulness; pensiveness.
3. Describing my mood for the past 4 months.
Anyone who wants to know why is gonna have to call me....
For those of you who have read my lj, a few months back I posted an entry about how I was debating on whether or not I wanted to finish a project that I'd started working on for somone. Well, I finished it, but it's the complete opposite of the original idea I had for it. It's still for the person, but also it's for me as well....anyways I think it turned out pretty well, what do you think?
In case anyone is wondering, yes that's my face, eyes a different color, it was working on the pupils that was the hardest part. If you could please leave a comment on what you think.
Call it negative, go ahead and think that I'm just feeling sorry for myself, but sorry, I don't know what else to say. God...I can't wait till I move.
On a good note, I'm turning 21 in a month
On a bad note, I'm not going to Florida with Brad like I was originally going to.....whatever, maybe I'll try and plan a little shindig of my own or maybe someone will suprise me this year. I've already got a birthday wish, even though it's not going to come true, I can still wish can't I?
*~*Six feet deep is the incision. In my heart, that barless prison. Discolored all with tunnel vision, sunstter, NYMPHETAMINE. Sick and weak from my condition, this lust, this vampyric addiction. Hers alone in full submission, none better....NYMPHETAMINE*~*