AnonymousThat’s nice… But I’m not interested in dating stuff that’s linked that could possibly be a virus….
or dating stuff in general since I am happily engaged.
by *BleedTheDream180
“I Am Scared”
The hardest thing anyone can say
Is admitting when they are afraid
Facing one’s self even for the brave
Can be the toughest task on any day
There’s a whole wide world waiting to explore
If you could only step beyond your hardwood doors
I admit sometimes that I am scared
Of the uncertainty waiting out there
If you reach down deep and discover the true
Meanings of paranoia it might just scare you
I’m afraid of failure, rejection, denial
I’m scared of walking aimlessly for miles
All my dreams always seem to shatter
It’s difficult to conjure new dreams that matter
But everyday that passes us by
Means another chance I
Second panel where they are drawing Yuuko and Watanuki on stage - that was at Japan Expo 2009.
It was also my first time at JE, I felt really lucky to be there when CLAMP was one of the main guests of the event. I wasn’t there when they drew the picture (I was at the booth with the girls xD;) but later when there was a signing session, Inma and I went to take a look.
And there they were. CLAMP. For real. I don’t think I’ve ever experience anything so overwhelming in my life. When Satsuki Igarashi looked up at the crowd, I waved at her and she waved back. ;w; When we went back to the booth and the others asked us how it was, I couldn’t find any words and just started crying from happiness…*laughs*
Fond memories…♥ ♥ ♥
So lucky!!! <3
It’s been a really long time since I felt this way. Right after Jon left I got into my pj’s for the night and then went back out to the living room. There I played with the cat in complete darkness and started thinking again… About the past. But this time it was okay.
They were happy thoughts. I laid down on the carpet in the center of the room and thought about all those happy memories I’ve had here. Memories of my sister, my friends, and those nights that I would just stare at the ceiling trying to fall asleep with the t.v. on.
I think I may even have a really good nights sleep tonight.
by *BleedTheDream180
Life Of An Artist
She sits in her lonely home
With a pen or brush in either hand
I ask her not to feel alone
She wants to make people understand
On a quiet night with a breeze
She pours her heart onto a canvas
Already she has drawn the trees
A feeling so happy and anxious
She wants to show her work
To as many eyes that can see
She ponders aloud and smirks
She wants to be somebody
Its hard to pay her bills
But to her that doesn’t matter
She does her art for thrills
As the paint spills and splatters
She’s starving for attention
Trying whatever it takes
Determined to reach perfection
Sweating details that she makes
Her palet
