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So my friend made an album!
My friend gigfran made an album of all sorts of stuff and it's really good! You should check it out here on his bandcamp! I think he'd really appreciate it if you took some time to listen to it and maybe send him an ask with what you thought, and with some feedback! Have a good day!
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You should totally follow le gigfran because they're totally fabulous.
(and they have like this amazing long hair that you're gonna want to touch)
SO FOLLOW THEM HERE
YES DO IT AND RECIEVE INFINITE FUNNIES!
so it sounds like you guys just need to talk more. i dont know, im not really able to form an intelligent reply currently, but like, good luck with it, slam your sisters door for me
Yeah thanks, I'll try my best.
And I would but I share a fucking room with her.
i feel like somebody needs to talk to your mother though. like i dont know the full situation, but parents are usually to blame for these kind of things (you also said that she didnt say anything which seems pretty faulty to me). i dont know much about these kind of things, but if its as bad as you described it, you should probably so seek help. like family therapist or something.
Hm.
Well I don’t really think how she acts is my mum’s fault, per say, it’s just that she’s really really bad with discipline. I hardly ever do anything wrong, but she never ever reprimands my sister. We used to have a reward system with pocket money, and if you did something wrong you’d get some of it taken away. But now we both have a steady allowance and my mum never ever takes that away. If my sister does something wrong, the most she’ll get is a stern look. If my mum tells her to go something, eg put her phone away at the dinner table or turn her music down or stop being so rude, my sister will simply ignore her because she knows nothing will happen.
(And this is a personal bug of mine but she doesn’t work hard either because my mum neither rewards us for achievements or reprimands us for bad grades. She wants to be a vet when she’s older but has no motivation to work hard until then. She’s only 13 so it’s not so much as a problem now, but my cousin was the same and smart like her but he failed all his A levels because he wasn’t motivated and didn’t work hard enough.)
My brother will be alright, he’s got me. I just wish my mum would wake up and realise she’s not teaching my sister respect and politeness like she should.
gigfran replied to your post: its nice! i think the eyeball itself may be slightly too dark, but the colouring of the iris is fantastic.
Aww, thank you! I have to say, I like how the iris turned out too. But I do agree with you on the white of the eye (I can't really call it white let's say grey) that it is too dark, but I didn't want to take too much attention away from the centre, so I darkened it a little.
Quero saber o que o amanhã, que me salva, me trará. Ou será que ira dissipar? A dissidência da tormenta que aumenta todo dia me retem e impele nesse rio fugaz. Amanhã será um novo dia em nós. Ou será que será o velho blablablá de sempre? O que nos vetará ou nos amará, esta para vir. E virá.
Sempre virá.
Gigfran
Sinto seu frio. Sua solidão. Me desculpe por não estar lá? Me desculpe por não ser quem você queria que eu fosse? Eu me despi de mim por você, e mesmo assim, eu te decepcionei. Será que você pode me perdoar? Por ser falho, por errar, por não poder te agradar sempre. Sinto sua mágoa em cada palavra. Será que você pode me desculpar? Eu me queimei por dentro com sua decepção, me debati contra as paredes tentando ser quem você queria que eu fosse, mas não foi o bastante. Não era meu direito errar. Não era meu direito ser falho. Ouço você no outro comodo, chorando sozinha. Sei que minha humanidade não bastou. Me desculpe por não ser desumano. Sinto sua desaprovação em tudo que eu faço. Sinto sua tristeza para com tudo que eu falo. Sinto sua decepção. Você sabe, eu tentei ser perfeito por você. Mas não consegui. Encontrei forças onde eu não sabia que existia, e tentei mudar por você. Mas não consegui. Ou será que foi você que não conseguiu me aceitar? Ou será que foi você que não conseguiu entender? Ou será que foi você que me deixou torturar?
Gigfran
