i just adore... when i am working on a graphic and i then realize i’ve spent all the time on it and will ditch it in the end... wow... way to go me...
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i just adore... when i am working on a graphic and i then realize i’ve spent all the time on it and will ditch it in the end... wow... way to go me...
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We've all heard stories about toys coming to life when we're not watching. You know what? It's true. This fantasy theme is about the toys we have as a child,...
Listening to this while working on Nutcracker angst is...oddly fitting. Must say, I love Mr. Jungermann’s work
I miss a lot of things.
It's funny how in the beginning we had no idea what the hell we were getting ourselves into. We didn't know what we were doing, where we would end up (we had some clue), but didn't realize how much work it would take to get us there. I still get random flashbacks and get the urge to get back out there. Apparently I don't know what love is. But maybe that's what it was like. I miss my PBJ sandwiches, or my toasted bread with butter and brown sugar. Thirsty. I really miss the lake. It's like we literally lived out there. Being able to see the sunrise every morning, while you're out on the water, really made you wonder how you got to that place in your life. I still wonder, a lot. Maybe I've missed out on a lot of things. It wasn't until now that I should've just stopped caring. It sucks to suck, but you of all people should know that. I miss you dude. I'll miss you guys even more. Should I skip out just to be closer? I missed not having to worry about what you were up to or who you were with. But I don't. Why did I make that promise? Fuhg you, you won't know. Kidding. "Show me the meaning of being lonely..." I miss those nights out on the pier. Those long deep conversations. I wish we could just go out there right now. I miss a lot of things. But I can't seem to stop missing what used to be. To see where we've come. To think how far things will come apart. I miss SB. Only because I think it's harder for me to be there. But you wouldn't understand. I miss how I used to think getting over something was easy. But you can't really get over something, unless you're actually over it.