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[artofarklin]

Commission nearly finished just got to add some pikachu ears to the top of the umbrella. Client was so pleased he immediately asked for a 2nd commission 😊

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The Making of OutKast's Aquemini | Creative Loafing

Andre 3000, Big Boi and cast look back on a classic

[danadazzles]

Those who stand for nothing, fall for anything.

I am a tough cookie. I have weathered every storm. I would say that I am brave enough to stand on my own, deal with things grown-ups deal with. I took full responsibility of my life -- how I cope with it and how I want it to be. I switched jobs. Studied all facets of the world that I'm adapting with. It has been an everyday learning experience. I am at awe as to how I was able to be in this place where I am now. I would not say it is a success but at least I'm making myself productive.

Someone once said, I belong to a rare breed of women -- intelligent and beautiful. Fortunate belonging to a rare breed, often times I feel this is a curse. Perhaps, I am intelligent, I am beautiful, I may have had the kindest of heart but at the end of the day I still cry myself to sleep. I am hurting for no apparent reason. I am longing for someone I never had. I am pretty and smart yet it wasn't enough to convince anyone that I am worth the risk, worth a try. I've worn my heart on my sleeves. Laid out my cards, yet those are just futile attempts to having someone I've always wanted. It makes me feel so ordinary. I thought I belong to a rare breed.

[danadazzles]

Tangled up in you

Here I am…. still waiting for you. Although we couldn't deny how everything had changed.

But I guess I am more occupied these days. Been really busy familiarizing with stock market and now getting more involved with my branches' clients!

Oh how i wish you could see me working here, pretending to be professional and all that! How i wish you could visit me and will let me give you financial advice, would have been cool! I have no idea what your future goals are but I hope you are always keen to try to save and invest.

And now that we're chatting again, trying our best not to get the convo awkward, telling me stuff that makes me giddy like a high school girl like wanting to visit me at my apartment, talk anything under the sun while we eat strawberry ice cream. Oh, I would love to enjoy things with you. How I wish to see that day!!!!

[danadazzles]

I was supposed to write about something else

But I stopped typing when I realized that what I was doing was needlessly recollecting memories from the not too distant past. Yes, needlessly, because upon completing that supposed post, I’m pretty certain I would find it harder to concentrate again (which is not good since I need to focus on studying for my finals), with all those thoughts—what if, what could’ve been, it was stupid, I don’t care, that was funny, my pride—buzzing through my poor, restless mind.

A couple of hours ago, I deleted several drafts in my other blog. That should’ve been enough to remind me that this unnecessary nostalgia, short of relapse, should not be entertained. At least not this time.

[danadazzles]

I hope you don't mind.

Honestly, I’m not the type to save personal, even nonsensical, messages on my phone. But since I don't clean my inbox each time the day ends, I won't even open a message once I see a subject line on the screen is already an eyesore, I'll be left with no choice but hit the delete all after a week. Then, guess what… You happened. And suddenly I have more than three thousand text messages clogging my old phone.

But I hope you don’t mind that I actually deleted everything—every word, every promises, every sweet nothings, every trace.

Everything that you sent even before March 27, 2011. 

See, I read some of them this morning after RR got back my BB from the service center last night and I felt a tinge of hollowness somewhere in my insides. Can you blame me if after all the confessions, a part of me doubted the sincerity of the words before my eyes? I’d been happy. You said you had been, too. And that is the important thing. That is why I erased everything from my phone, so that I may never see them, taint the memories with doubts. And in the process of healing, I want my memories to be pure, unharmed by my incessantly paranoid mind.

I know we’re good now. We might not be talking anymore, I'm not even sure if we'll ever talk again or if we could ever be friends again...

but I really hope you don’t mind what I just did.

[danadazzles]

what you don't know won't kill you

so you finally talked to me after what? a month? honestly, i don't even get the whole point of that. i hope you noticed that when you said "sorry i need to not talk to you", instead of asking "why" i just said "it's ok, dont worry" coz honestly i'd rather not know the reason behind it as it will just tear me piece by piece. ignorance is a bliss, baby and i like it that way. i think the more i don't know anything, the less pain i'll get. it's fine, really... coz i have more issues in my life right now and i don't think i could handle any more torture from what i already have. 

i didn't change... never! that's the last thing i will ever do to you. but i hope you realized that you're the one who pushed me away.