Day 4 Of My Painting Kick-

Things have happened.

Just as they always will.

Things have died.

Simply from being alive.

Things have made you smile.

Same as I wish I could.

Things have made me cry.

And if I were dry wood-

I'd burn and burn and burn...

But I am not who I should-

Be, I am someone who is

Melting, maybe?

Things are spilt into pieces

Myself am barely different-

Still talking to no-one

But myself.

I think that when I do that-

I half-become somebody else.

That half is my other self

She doesn't get lost transition-

She isn't even awake.

She's sleeping- no

Dreaming

With moldy melatonin

Not doing much to keep her awake.

Things have faded.

Like old photographs-

I've never seen any.

This is the digital age-

With no more pictures of somber faces

Being plastered to the page.

Things.

...

Things have looked up-

And seen the sun

But some

Things have gone down hill-

And landed in a rut

But both of 'em

Have left me

So that I'm somewhere in between

Maybe there was a ledge I stopped on!

Or a tree in a forest green-

Did they undergrowth stop me?

I think it must've hurt-

I mean-

I'm covered in scratches

But they're from a cat.

It doesn't matter.

I mean-its just that...

"Things have died"

From being a runt-

From being too young-

From eating her litter-

Man, crying is fun.

Five months(by estimation)

Three(months by knowledge)

And 15 years-

But by then

It's all the same-

They're all:

Dead

Dead

Dead

...

Things have been...

Inconclusive.

Well, I made more lesbians. Because, clearly I didn't have enough. Anyway, meet Calyssa and Quinn, an awesome mermaid and a fucking idiot- I mean princess... Calyssa is awesome, and smart, and cool, and hot, and super gay for the human princess. Quinn is a fucking idiot, and really friendly, and d idnt know she was gay(or that she was in love with her best friend: Calyssa) until our girl Cali kisses her. Also, side-note: I fucking suck at drawing muscles.

Sooo, this past week has been full of painting- specifically doing a painting everyday (take for yesterday-oops) this is from day 2!(day 1's painting was gifted to my friend)

Sooo... I might not be going back to school.

So I really like this song-The Balled of Sara Berry" from 35mm- and I drew fan art for it and was showing said drawing to my friends as well as explaining the song-spoiler:pepl die

The school took me talking about/drawing about a song as a threat.

It is because of this that I won't be at school tomorrow and might not be there Wednesday either. Me and my parents have already started planning/preparing for me to start homeschooling.

Not gonna lie, I'm sad but not regretful.

Oh, and they fabricated a bogus story about what happened even after I explained it and acted like I was changing my story when retold them the same thing.

And they went through my journal. Which is full of vent art.

My vents are usually self-hate from 3rd person, which I guess they took as me threatening others.

I talked about a fucking song.

I didn't flaunt a gun.

I didn't say I was going to hurt anyone.

I talked. About. A. Song.

Day 3 from this week's painting spree!

So I'm drawing a thing...

I had an animal crossing villager oc in middle school and I miss her so drew a doot of her. She thinks the small town she lives in now is A “big city”, which is kinda true when you compare it to the middle of fucking nowhere where she grew up. I remember that she was dating my friend's goat villager oc, but I forgot his name… I think it was Gary or something, anyways, he liked snails and was a nerd (sortave) and that met on a rainy day while he was looking for snails. That’s all I can remember. I tried to use an art style similar to the game but gave up.

Ummm... yeah! I drew this kinda a while ago but this girl in my art class complimented my lineart/inking sooo... My love of this drawing greatly increased... And I decided to post it!

Me too!

im  dropping out of school to become a full time piece of shit

At least my nephew likes my cooking. I made mashed potatoes!