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new drawing
Oct. 3rd, 2005 10:31 pmI finished ( this ) drawing last night. I got the idea from someone's deejay icon, of all things.
I'm so stressed out.
Today started out okay, I was feeling alright for once, and then tonight, everything came crashing down. Of course.
My chest is constantly tight, I'm always exhausted, and my hair is falling out in clumps. It's awful. And tonight was just fucked up, and of course that only compounded the problem tenfold, since I'd actually been feeling okay just prior. I'm almost afraid to feel good these days. The higher you soar the harder you crash. Story of my life.
I just gotta keep telling myself to breathe. I can't take it anymore, but I will. I guess I don't have a choice. I've been trying to get hit by an 18-wheeler every day for the past year and it hasn't worked yet.
"This is the time in my life where everything is falling apart and at the same time it's all coming together..."
I'm so stressed out.
Today started out okay, I was feeling alright for once, and then tonight, everything came crashing down. Of course.
My chest is constantly tight, I'm always exhausted, and my hair is falling out in clumps. It's awful. And tonight was just fucked up, and of course that only compounded the problem tenfold, since I'd actually been feeling okay just prior. I'm almost afraid to feel good these days. The higher you soar the harder you crash. Story of my life.
I just gotta keep telling myself to breathe. I can't take it anymore, but I will. I guess I don't have a choice. I've been trying to get hit by an 18-wheeler every day for the past year and it hasn't worked yet.
"This is the time in my life where everything is falling apart and at the same time it's all coming together..."
