wolfygelert

I can't believe I'm back here, because seeing this site makes me physically sick now, since I've slowly reached the point where I hate it more than... anything. I'm back tonight because I had to hear it from my friends, that tantrums were thrown because of my decision. Tantrums by people that I actually considered friends. And I know only a handful that actually saw my side of it. I guess I just don't have quite as many pageviews or pretty layouts to earn me some support. I'm here to leave a few words of advice before I leave. My mama raised me good. Even though I fight with her quite often, she raised me good and I respect her. There are

In fact. Last day of online life. I'm so fucking full of it. Everything. Look at what my life has become. I can't draw any more, because there's no motivation. Good. It means one day, I might actually draw something with meaning. I'm sick of drawing meaningless little fluffballs that another fellow sadcase thought up of whilst they should be out there getting a life. I'm gonna study now - finish off school. I'm gonna go to the gym, and actually look good. If not for this fucking computer, I wouldn't be fat in the first place. I'm tired of looking forward to going onto this stupid site, and rejoice over 5 extra pageviews. I'm full of people