so all I do is bitch on here...
And I honestly couldn't care less.
My neon was totalled today. There's a real "dead man's" curve that when it rains is exactly that. Some fucker in an SUV decided to go 40 where you should go 20. Clipped me from behind and sent me into a tree and then drove off. No one even stopped. The right front end of my car is now destroyed. I just rebuilt the engine too. So make that two of two cars that I own that are now immobile.
I might have to stop SCD because of this. I just think I can handle much more. I mean, SCD is all I got... but then you start to wonder why? Why am I paying so much outta my pocket to entertain people? Is passion worth this? My traffic has plummeted, my server's shutting down, I get shit for feedback. You know, for once it would be really cool to get an email from some random person saying, "hey - your site is wicked cool." You think maybe you don't get them because it's not? My inking sucks and there's nothing that will ever be able to fix that. So ask God - you gave me talent but then you gave me a fucking neurological disorder that causes my hands to shake? What the FUCK is your problem?!
CBrudlos: I'm doing it to make a difference
CBrudlos: to show the world that webcomics can be more than crap
vague X inkling: oh yeah, forgot about that... webcomics are all crap. Just read that somewhere. Specifically manga comics.
CBrudlos: in reality 99% are
CBrudlos: you can count the good ones on your hands
vague X inkling: yeah I can
Actually, what I wanted to say is yeah, I can... and I'm not one of them.
So now I have busted up car - my parents are sitting in Hawaii telling me how I can't get a new one. What's wrong with the logic there? You know, if I miss class I better not hear a fucking word about it.
Where's knife when you need it? Why am I always out of cigarettes when this happens? And why am I always alone?
And don't fucking comment with your sympathy. I don't want it. Don't fucking tell me it's going to be okay. Don't you fucking lie about things you know nothing about. If you're going to say anything tell me why. Why the hell do I do this? What is the point?
My neon was totalled today. There's a real "dead man's" curve that when it rains is exactly that. Some fucker in an SUV decided to go 40 where you should go 20. Clipped me from behind and sent me into a tree and then drove off. No one even stopped. The right front end of my car is now destroyed. I just rebuilt the engine too. So make that two of two cars that I own that are now immobile.
I might have to stop SCD because of this. I just think I can handle much more. I mean, SCD is all I got... but then you start to wonder why? Why am I paying so much outta my pocket to entertain people? Is passion worth this? My traffic has plummeted, my server's shutting down, I get shit for feedback. You know, for once it would be really cool to get an email from some random person saying, "hey - your site is wicked cool." You think maybe you don't get them because it's not? My inking sucks and there's nothing that will ever be able to fix that. So ask God - you gave me talent but then you gave me a fucking neurological disorder that causes my hands to shake? What the FUCK is your problem?!
CBrudlos: I'm doing it to make a difference
CBrudlos: to show the world that webcomics can be more than crap
vague X inkling: oh yeah, forgot about that... webcomics are all crap. Just read that somewhere. Specifically manga comics.
CBrudlos: in reality 99% are
CBrudlos: you can count the good ones on your hands
vague X inkling: yeah I can
Actually, what I wanted to say is yeah, I can... and I'm not one of them.
So now I have busted up car - my parents are sitting in Hawaii telling me how I can't get a new one. What's wrong with the logic there? You know, if I miss class I better not hear a fucking word about it.
Where's knife when you need it? Why am I always out of cigarettes when this happens? And why am I always alone?
And don't fucking comment with your sympathy. I don't want it. Don't fucking tell me it's going to be okay. Don't you fucking lie about things you know nothing about. If you're going to say anything tell me why. Why the hell do I do this? What is the point?