And you too, dear non-existent readers.
And gaia
and my cats
My camera
My ipod
and my art, my writing, my family, friends.
I just love life. Sometimes I love it so much it can lift me off my feet. ( Maybe I'm bi-polar. Extreme high's and then extreme lows. Damn. gonk )
I don't understand how people can NOT love life.
You know, even "with all it's sham, drudgery, and broken dreams it is still a beautiful world."
I mean there's so many beautiful things. A lot of things need to be fixed, but the beauty of the world is that it is possible to fix it. Those small acts of kindness committed by others. Those people who go out of their way to help others.
The fact that the sun rises everyday, and the moon rises every night. The way the wind whistles through the trees...
anyways, I feel so happy right now.
I found Hunter. heart
I've had him since I've been 8. We've been through a lot, Hunter and I.
LOL, I love him.
I normally don't sleep with him but when I'm having a bad night I just cuddle him.
I'll have to put him in my sig. Pikachu will not be happy about this...
My Panda is coming along beautifully. I keep looking down at him and thinking " he's coming along beautifully."
I know, a few hours after he's done I will look at him and hate him.
Then we will have to get a divorce
He'll keep the paper, but I'll have to take care of the brushes all by myself.
How will I explain to them that they have no picture to aspire too?
*sob*
This is not the life I wanted for me, for my paint brushes.
 Desi the fuzzy fluffhead · Tue Aug 17, 2010 @ 10:41am · 0 Comments |
