Ouch I have lost myself again.

Then her tongue lolled out of her mouth, swollen and freshly pierced...

Fragments of dreams that I can actually recall keep playing over and over in my head. A few in particular are definitely there for interpretation. I want to say that I understand why things went in such a way, but I can't be positive. For now I will settle with the answer I have given myself and leave it at that. Maybe then I can get these images out of my head. I've already written them down on paper, but perhaps I have to find another medium.

I still keep thinking about somebody, I think many of you realize who I'm talking about. If you don't, then don't worry about it. I have been doing a little better with it, but not by much. The armour is coming up and I can only hope to build up my defenses as quickly as possible. I see no chance of these feelings going away any time soon, so I may as well come to grips with them and not let them get the best of me. Perhaps one day I will be strong enough to tell you just how much I care, but that day is a long way off. Besides, I think these feelings fuel me in some way and I'm not sure that I am ready to let go of that yet.

Now I think I'm done and I'm off to play games. Possibly draw and do a little cleaning. The more I think about it I probably should pull my crap sketches out of my wallet so they don't get ruined. With that said I have decided that I will be drawing. Huzzah.

[Edit]
Someone shoot me for not catching the typos in my previous entry, I saw them and suddenly became nauseous. I feel dirty now.

( 10 Minute Crap Sketch )

I Think I'm Supposed To Feel Something.

It is official.

In less than an hour they are pulling the plug on my aunt's life support. She has no brain function and the only thing keeping her blood pressure up is the dopamine they are shoving into her system.

After she dies, we'll see how long my grandma lasts.