wildfire-01

Back to sculpting, back to drawing, illustrating, reading, singing, wanting so badly to play the piano, back to painting half way horrible things, back to drawing tattoos on myself, and back to writing. I'm thinking very seriously on cutting back my internet usage to barely none. I'm going to buy some clay, some plaster, more sharp pens, and I'm going to look for a place to teach me the piano. I'm also going to bargain shop for books and start reading again. I think honestly my laptop is going to be used for updates on art and books, and for writing when I feel it. I want to be a tattoo artist. So fucking badly, I do. I also want to make a

I am a firm believer that "actions speak louder than words", however more importantly than doing what you say, you should also say what you do. And no, this is not a journal about my annoyance towards the deterioration of the importance of one's upholding of their word, as today's society seems to say "it's okay to be a hypocrite!" with a smile on their face (no wonder we have so many rebellious teenagers as of late); I just was referring to my journal's title. Anyways, I finally have internet at my house! After nearly eight months of trying, my cable is off and my internet is on and I'm only a week away from buying this beautiful 8-track/

There's a big gaping hole in the side of my soul, and you're about the closest thing I've ever found to fill it in.