And here I redrew my first online persona, 3 years later :D
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And here I redrew my first online persona, 3 years later :D
Alright, I'm making tumblr icon requests. They'll be like mine but 100x100px and I'll do them when I get home from work.
Just give me a decent ref with color and I'll do it
if I don't do it, sorry, I just didn't feel like it or it was too complex
don't get mad at me, cuz hey, they're free.
Just reblog this post w/ your links 'n stuff.
Have at it.
The things that keep me up at night...
Now it's 2 in the morning, so my thoughts may not come out clear and in a functional manner. But I'ma write them down anyways because I'm too lazy to get my journal.
Sometimes I think about the past and wonder "What did I do wrong?" Now I'm not getting depressed or anything. My mind is just beginning to wonder. I'm questioning certain people's loyalty. I'm wondering "Would they turn their back on me if this other person asked them to?" "Would they leave me behind if they had to chose one or the other?"
Now these questions do not pertain to anyone here on tumblr. So don't you worry your little heads off. Just a good friend of mine whom my ex and I share as friend.
When it came to the relationship, my friend saw me as the rude one. And that's because I kept quiet about how the other side was. I never told them about the constant bickering, about the guilt tripping, or anything else. All they saw was my constant arguing with them. That wasn't completely my fault (I will admit, it takes two to argue and that I participated in it). My ex really liked debating. HE LOVED IT. And he knew that he could win against me because I wasn't good with words. Everyone saw me as just a bully to him. Only 2 people saw that it wasn't all my fault (Thank you Alex 'n Stuki).
Ooooh how I wanna tell everyone. Everyone that I wasn't a bully. I have dozens of friends and a wonderful boyfriend that can tell you I AM NOT A BULLY!!! Yes I can get aggressive at times with those who I'm really close to, but I very rarely take it as far as hurting them (both physically and emotionally).
Idk, after a few years, you'd think I'd forget about it. I guess it just comes up every once in awhile because the trust I put into my old friends has kinda vanished. Sure they're still my friends, but I'll never open up to them again. I'll never go after them and go out of my way to make them smile like I used to. I'm afraid that new friends will leave me the same way. I don't believe they will, it's just a fear, a scar if you will, that remains in my heart.
If you read that, thanks, I really appreciate it.
Don't wanna hear NOOOOOONE of you followers going "Why am I not your friend?" "Why can't we chat?" "Why can't I have your skype??"
Because you know what, you don't take the opportunity to get to know me better.
You know aaaaaaallllllllllllll those "ask me" things I reblog? Well, you can use those to get to know me better. And I recognize your name when you do. Like Samanator, you go! Thank you!
So NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE of that whiny crap going "I thought I was your freeeeeeeeeeeeen"
G'day
Someone who plays the clarinet and/or saxophone instantly gains more sex appeal. \o/
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In no set order. They just need to get done. :D