#devi rp

[firxinmys0ul-blog]

“Its not that..”  Devi  trailed off as she started laughing as she did so ducking her head in embarrassment. 

[artistic-sickness-blog]

You know that feeling you get right before falling down a flight of stairs? The one in the pit of your stomach that crawls up your spine as you gaze down towards the inevitable? Yeah, that one. That's about how my life is going right now.

[artistic-sickness-blog]

So...?

Is anyone even here anymore? Did I chase you away from lack of existing?

[artistic-sickness-blog]

Well... Life's been a bitch.

[artistic-sickness-blog]

I’m hating this muggy heat.

More than anything actually. 

Just the worst fucking feeling, even when I’m still indoors! It finds its way in.

Guess I’ll marathon the Alien movies again. Nothing better to do. 

[artistic-sickness-blog]

INCOMING: Nonsense

Time for another update on my life. Y’know, because it’s just that interesting and grand. 

Shoot me.

Actually, things are really quiet. Eerily so, now that I think about it more. I kind of miss the loud, dangerous streets. At least that was something to see. Now, nothing happens. It’s like this city just shut down. 

Hell even crime is low. What the hell is going on?

On a completely unrelated note, I’m back in another art block mode. They seem to be more frequent or close together as of late. That scares me. But, I’m probably just overthinking the situation. 

Maybe I’ll go relax on the hill tonight. Just to get away and relax.

Eh, I’ll write more later if something comes to me.

[artistic-sickness-blog]

It's been oddly quiet around here these past few days. Wonder what's up?

[artistic-sickness-blog]

INCOMING: Nonsense

Goddamn it...

I hate that I care so damn much for you. I thought hating you would help. Thought hiding away would push us apart. Physically, perhaps... but at least on my end, mentally, I’m messed.

I hate you. I really do. But that - for some odd reason - doesn’t eliminate the pull.