It just goes to show that planning is pointless since anything can happen and every time I do everything but the plan happens. So that leaves me with the option of living free and going with the flow. Well that’s shitty too since the flow only flows in all the wrong directions and I’m left with waiting and hoping for something to happen. But I’m sick of fucking waiting considering how it’s gotten me nowhere and hope is evidently hopeless, so what am I supposed to do? Take charge of my life! But oh yeah taking charge of my own life only accounts for me since everyone’s life is their own and I can’t dictate what happens to them, so taking charge of my life is fruitless since shit happens and will. So i guess I should leave it up to chance and in the mean time try and live. Um the fuck? How can I live when chance isn’t in favor of my life. Well I guess it’s back to planning, but instead I’ll make a generalized plan that leaves room for anything to happen in-between. But oops, if details are what makes a life interesting and yet nothing ends up happening then I guess I just lived a boring, broad, generalized life; and a broad generalization is for the fucking reader’s digest……
Four letter word just to get me along
It’s a difficulty and I’m biting on my tongue and uh
I keep stalling, and keeping me together
People around gotta find something to say now
Holding back, everyday the same
Don’t wont be a loner
Listen to me, oh no, I never say anything at all
But with nothing to consider they forget my name,
ame,
ame,
Based off an actual conversation my friends had. Decided it was up to me to immortalize the moment.
Here’s what it says:
“Does anyone have a screwdriver?” “yes….”
“Really?” “nope, gosh you’re gullible.”
“At least i can spell gullible.” (you can read the rest hopefully)
I created this for my own pleasure but I think it was placed in Spectrum. I could probably go double check but im too lazy. We’ll just leave it a mystery
(oooooo, intrigue)
It’s based off of Rocco’s face from the Boondock Saints, but the double reflection is of my own brain
For Spectrum. Based off another students poem.
I felt so awful while creating it but my teacher knew i was the one who could capture the graphic horror and reality of it. Never finished it completely because A) The fact that i created it scared me and B) fire got really annoying to draw.
Created on my iPhone!
Took some time but was surprisingly easy to do. Never finished though…
And with this I shall begin my art threads. This I created for a for spectrum in high school. It was based off of a poem another student wrote. I just took the images i thought of when reading it and splattered them onto paper
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