Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on sometimes...
Hello Everyone. I am making this blog after seeing someone get a little upset and worried that they are bothering others posting their problems so I am going to leave this blog up So that if anyone wants to write it out to ask for help or just get it off their chest I don't mind. I shall check it almost daily. Don't worry, you can say what you want here, although I do have some small requests:
*Please try to keep profanity to a minimum, if you must then use stars.
*I want this to be a place for people to let out their fustration, if someone on this site has upset you I don't mind you saying so but please do not say anything too bad about them
*No homophobic or racist comments please
Thank you and be strong.
~Kutanra the Kindly Guide~
...Other people may be there to help us, teach us, guide us along our path, but the lesson to be learned is always ours...
i know how you feel, snow. i
I just typed out a long rant
I'll just shorten them.
I wish I didn't feel talentless. I know I'm good at writing but because there are people better than me it makes me feel...crap I guess, which is silly because no matter what there will always be someone better than me. But I wrote a poem/song a few weeks back, one that I was proud of and that was personal, but upon showing it to my family (I never show anything I do to them) all I got was 'I don't understand it' because it has strange metaphors and yes, probably doesn't make sense unless you're in my head. But I would've liked an 'ooh, that's interesting' or something. :/
I wish I could accomplish something musically. I can't sing, I mean I really can't. I sound ridiculous. I can't play guitar, and although I'm learning at school I give up too easily because one of my good friends is amazing at it and whenever she plays I think 'fuck it, I'm crap' and give up. I wish I could play piano but I don't know where to learn.
People tell me I should be a comedian, and God that would be brilliant, but there's no way I could ever do it. I'm incredibly shy though no-one believes that because my irl first impression tends to be flamboyant, forward and just...strange.
And the truth is that I often get very upset about myself, because I wish I was wittier, funnier. I also wish I wasn't such a selfish bastard.
Speaking of selfish bastards, I wish I didn't have to be so mean to my sister, Nikki, but she never gives me any space. She just doesn't leave me alone. She's clingy, overly-emotional and insanely jealous of my girlfriend/best friend because I spend more time on her than Nikki. I don't do that because it's my girlfriend, though, I do it because she's my best friend and I've always done that since we got close. So.
Nikki has a tendency to say things like "oh you're sitting there pretending to be gay to impress your friends" to try and hurt me. In all honesty it just amuses me, and irritates me at the same time - I know she only says it when I'm not giving her a reaction.
She has this deluded idea that pissing me off, never leaving me alone when I've told her a million times how I feel and that I want her to fuck off, that doing all that will make me love her. It's ridiculous. It's also driving me mad.
Two days ago (I think) she said, during an arguement, that she'd commit suicide if I didn't love her. I told her I'd never said that and that she was being dramatic. I know she wouldn't commit suicide.
I don't like having her around. She makes me incredibly uncomfortable with some of the things she says, like "I think you're a babe" and then when I just stare she's like "I'M CREEPYYYYY" and I'm sitting there thinking 'yeah, I fucking know'. I know it's sick to be that type of uncomfortable with my own sister but I have my reasons for that, I guess.
She also scares me. Literally, seriously, scares me, because she has violent outbursts. She's slammed my skull against the wall after an arguement because I flipped her off. She did the same thing later that day. And when Xylv was at my place, Nikki called me down to do dishes and when I said 'give me a minute' she started screaming at me. I went back upstairs, then back down, and after me just kind of being...flat with her, not really showing much emotion like I always do when she gets like that, she grabbed me and pretty much threw me at the wall. My collarbone was scratched, as in the skin was torn away like those cat-scratches you get. It looks like she's tried to carve a '10' into me.
But yeah.
I wish she'd just fuck off and learn to stop depending on me.
Jesus, that was a long rant. Sorry. xD;
Mind Control is one hell of a
Dannii: dude, if that was my
I'm glad I'm the youngest of my siblings. I was allowed to be a brat
Unplugged: Really? I think it's interesting :'D
Just with me. Oh, and she's
Oh, and she's twenty. I'm fourteen. Probably should've added that in there.
:'D
<3
Ok, that changes things. xD
Yuuuup xD It's a-cookin'.
Dannay: You're getting a big
I look forward to this hug.
Edit:
Another rant, yay.
I hate that when I post a piece of writing here, I don't get any comments until I complain about it. xD
Dannii~wow and here I thought
Yeah most people don't notice things nowadays unless it is slapped across their faces, I hate having to do that coz then ppl assume you are one of those people who pretends to bring themselves down just to get complimented and they r all smug. jeez.
and yes Unplugged, mind control is a wonderful concept but my skull is too hard to be infiltrated
...Other people may be there to help us, teach us, guide us along our path, but the lesson to be learned is always ours...
I hate it when I get paranoid
Not to mention I'm never brave enough to confront the person about it, who probably just got an original idea, which someone else had gotten before without the person knowing it T__T...
I truly hate when people who
Just a small ranty here. I'm
We've all made them, and I believe most of us love getting comments in general, but no one ever leaves comments with any thought or constructive crits/praises. Not so long ago I saw them all the time but now I just don't see them anymore. Again, I don't mind getting them.. I just want some content every now and then. Tell me what you like, tell me what you don't like. You work 10 hours on a picture only to get "This is cool!", without any thought or sincerity. ,_,
I sound ungrateful but I'm not, I love any and all comments I get. This is one of the reasons I don't post much anymore though.
*seconds Tally's post* I
I also second the whole part about the getting upset when I see someone's art, and their's is better than mine. I feel it all the time here, but I'll never show it. Sometimes I'll stare at pieces over and over, going "What is it I'm missing?" or "Why can't I draw that good?" I'm only sixteen and I know I'm a growing artist, but damn it bothers me so much that I don't feel like I'm good enough yet.
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My ears keep ringing, and I have a terrible migraine. I wish I would eat more. :/
I'll might as well just stop
Not pointing anyone out, but there's been a few lately telling others what kind of comments they want.
This is a rant blog, right? Then this was my rant.
I would like to rant. I would
But I won't, though I suppose in a way I just did anyway.
I hate... how fragile and
Lately my mood has been swinging from side to another, it hadn't been taken much to take it completely down, or make me furious over silly things. I don't know what's wrong with me, I'm not the happy, care-free person I used to be...
Secondly, you're probably just smacking all over my face for saying but heck, I'm too feeling rather low about my art.
It's not the level I want it to be, it's not turning out the way I want.
Either I'm too lazy, too energiless, or lacking motivation to draw like heck, I've lost a big deal of my ambition somewhere.
Probably it's time to move on from drawing only deer, to go and fing new challenges and new things to learn... but then I couldn't post it here anymore.
I love posting my art here, more than I like posting on DA or such. Here are people I know and somehow have better connection with, I just love getting comments from them.
I don't know where should I go or what to do.
And as a smaller thing, this weekend has sucked like hell.
The other day I tossed a tantrum from hell, I just got so pissed at everything I just left to my own apartment to calm down a bit to my own peace.
Yahh I felt bad for going so bitchy like how I was, seriously, I don't know what got into me.
And now my stomach has been hurting since yesterday. Feel like throwing up. lsfjdsfs.
So much complaining and whining from me, oh god.
But I feel like hell at the moment and I don't know how to vent it. >__>
Hushabye~well thats what this
Tuhka~ I think a change of pace will do you good, I used to draw roses all the times, then I did eyes as well, I was getting bored of them till I found out I can do feathers, now I do them instead and its made a surprisingly big difference, and tbh I dont know if its allowed but I would love for you to post some other creatures up here, I think its okay if its woodland related
and Tally~I promise to be constructive on any of your artwork if my computer doesnt crash like it always does on this website
...Other people may be there to help us, teach us, guide us along our path, but the lesson to be learned is always ours...
I hate how scared I've become
You see one cruel comment and you're messed up, well I am anyway... ) :
haha I'm such a wuss...
TEF rant: i hate when amazing
i hate when amazing people decide to leave the community and forest.
i hate when its hard to get on at the right time to meet people
i hate when the deer freeze and then everything suddenly catches up
stupid non TEF rant:
-.- i hate immature little pricks who decide its a good idea to set of firecracker things off in the middle of a crowded stairwell right after lunch so its extra packed. i went partially deaf for awhile. and then they do it again today.this time though it was bigger and after it popped it decided to burst into ember like flames everywhere. it wasn't enough to make me deaf now they want to set me on fire. OK maybe thats exaggerating they weren't trying to set me on fire but still it's pissing me off plus the school isn't even addressing the problem even after this time when the whole stair way and most of the third floor was filled with smoke! i saw one of the ap walk right up the stair way threw the smoke and hallway not even showing concern! i mean really am i the only one bothered by this? i swear if they do it again right in my mofoing face tomorrow someones going down ugh ok i'm done.
ugh, i hate when deer freeze
and i hate when im running beside and deer synchronized then all of a sudden they end up five feet in front of me.
and parti-colored tights.my DevArt. yipp0
I hate how my doe Dinah's
I hate the fact that I worry
Maybe it's not the way things should be, but that's how I am, how I've always been, since I've been picked on since junior high. It's ingrained in my system so I can survive, fit in.
That doesn't mean I'm not a nice person, but I just worry so much.
I don't know. I don't know what to do. I'm the same way in real life, so taking a break from here doesn't mean anything either.