Holy shinola samz. I stumble my ass back here for the first time in whatever, and the first thing I notice on the front page is you as well as Shep evidently stumbling your asses back in here for the first time in whatever. If I didn’t know better I’d say the aliens from Close Encounters were calling us back to the mothership. If so, tell them to scoot their bigass kumquat heads over to make room because I can’t wait to get out of this galaxy. Anyway how are you?
I’m doing well, Captain. Really well. I still fall apart and I still get stuck in old ways of thinking, but there’s someone by my side who I sincerely hope to keep. Supposed to be a wedding sometime in the next year or so. I’m glad I stayed alive. But wanting to die is an addiction and it’s hard not to relapse.
How are you?
That’s the best news ever, although I still reserve my right to lure you away in my van full of Reeses. But seriously that’s amazing and I hope this means you get that magical anchor in your life that will keep you from those jarring drives in the middle of the night that end several states away. How has your art been lately? Answer correctly or you will get a severe tongue lashing from me.
You’re so right about the addiction of wanting to die, and anyone who tells you otherwise is probably trying to sell you a self help book. I do believe it can be overcome, like any addiction, but nothing is guaranteed.
Me, each day varies whether I feel like conquering the world or jumping into a volcano. But I’ve come to like it that way. Keep the gods guessing. I figure at the end of each of our lives, all that matters is whether or not it was interesting. Or in the words of Willy Wonka “The suspense is terrible. I hope it’ll last.”
Well.. he doesnt yell when i cry
He doesn’t tear me down when he’s angry. I have the inexplicable urge to plant my roots and maybe start a family. He’s certainly changed something in me for the better and I find myself in awe of him every single day.
The arts coming along. Spending a pretty vast amount of time drawing these last few months. I don’t know that I’ll ever be as good as I would like, but I do make a little extra money with it these days.
I know ive said this at least a million times, buy this world just wouldn’t be the same without you in it. Thank you for existing. You’re my hero.
Well then I’ll say this a million times if I haven’t already: you saved my life. You are beyond incredible and if this universe has any degree of integrity then it’ll give you happiness. Also you are balls out the greatest artist I’ve ever known. I want to think the way you draw.
Planting roots sounds like a good idea. Lordy knows drifting around hasn’t done much for either of us. And if he has changed something in you for the better well then he sounds like a damn fine chap.
As far as the kidnapping goes, I’m pretty sure theres a new law explicitly stating that if anyone is going to kidnap me and/or usher me into the afterlife in the darkest hours of the night, it has to be you.
Yeah. I remember you.
You were the photographer/artist that used to post poems, pictures, and selfies (that were edited in a cool way).
I remember you because I think I may have once inadvertently made you feel like your art wasn’t good enough, and I felt bad about it. So I wanted to take this opportunity to apologize. I’m sorry. You always were talented, and I’m glad you seem to be doing well these days.
No apology necessary. If it happened, I have no recollection. In any case, I was a kid. I had a long way to go in all of those areas and then some. Still do, but every day is an opportunity for growth and progress. I don’t know how much interaction we had beyond that if any, but I’m glad you’re still around. Hope the circumstances are favorable.
However unnecessary, I appreciate the apology. People who are hurting tend to inadvertently hurt other people. We’ve all done it. No bad blood.
I commented “nice sketch” on one of your drawings, and looking back, it did sound passive aggressive.. You were talking to Salt later on about not feeling like a real artist, and I kinda blamed myself for it.
No reason to blame yourself. I never thought anything negative of it. I was just struggling at that point with the knowledge that my own hangups and issues were keeping me from progressing as an artist. All is well. No harm done I promise.
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Holy shinola samz. I stumble my ass back here for the first time in whatever, and the first thing I notice on the front page is you as well as Shep evidently stumbling your asses back in here for the first time in whatever. If I didn’t know better I’d say the aliens from Close Encounters were calling us back to the mothership. If so, tell them to scoot their bigass kumquat heads over to make room because I can’t wait to get out of this galaxy. Anyway how are you?
I’m doing well, Captain. Really well. I still fall apart and I still get stuck in old ways of thinking, but there’s someone by my side who I sincerely hope to keep. Supposed to be a wedding sometime in the next year or so. I’m glad I stayed alive. But wanting to die is an addiction and it’s hard not to relapse.
How are you?
That’s the best news ever, although I still reserve my right to lure you away in my van full of Reeses. But seriously that’s amazing and I hope this means you get that magical anchor in your life that will keep you from those jarring drives in the middle of the night that end several states away. How has your art been lately? Answer correctly or you will get a severe tongue lashing from me.
You’re so right about the addiction of wanting to die, and anyone who tells you otherwise is probably trying to sell you a self help book. I do believe it can be overcome, like any addiction, but nothing is guaranteed.
Me, each day varies whether I feel like conquering the world or jumping into a volcano. But I’ve come to like it that way. Keep the gods guessing. I figure at the end of each of our lives, all that matters is whether or not it was interesting. Or in the words of Willy Wonka “The suspense is terrible. I hope it’ll last.”
Well.. he doesnt yell when i cry
He doesn’t tear me down when he’s angry. I have the inexplicable urge to plant my roots and maybe start a family. He’s certainly changed something in me for the better and I find myself in awe of him every single day.
The arts coming along. Spending a pretty vast amount of time drawing these last few months. I don’t know that I’ll ever be as good as I would like, but I do make a little extra money with it these days.
I know ive said this at least a million times, buy this world just wouldn’t be the same without you in it. Thank you for existing. You’re my hero.
Well then I’ll say this a million times if I haven’t already: you saved my life. You are beyond incredible and if this universe has any degree of integrity then it’ll give you happiness. Also you are balls out the greatest artist I’ve ever known. I want to think the way you draw.
Planting roots sounds like a good idea. Lordy knows drifting around hasn’t done much for either of us. And if he has changed something in you for the better well then he sounds like a damn fine chap.
I remember you from way back – 2016 ish
As far as the kidnapping goes, I’m pretty sure theres a new law explicitly stating that if anyone is going to kidnap me and/or usher me into the afterlife in the darkest hours of the night, it has to be you.
FINALLY our lawmakers are working for us. So noted. Say the word and I’ll be there at 8.
Always at 8. You’re in my thoughts and in my heart. Something I’ll never let go of.
Yeah. I remember you.
You were the photographer/artist that used to post poems, pictures, and selfies (that were edited in a cool way).
I remember you because I think I may have once inadvertently made you feel like your art wasn’t good enough, and I felt bad about it. So I wanted to take this opportunity to apologize. I’m sorry. You always were talented, and I’m glad you seem to be doing well these days.
No apology necessary. If it happened, I have no recollection. In any case, I was a kid. I had a long way to go in all of those areas and then some. Still do, but every day is an opportunity for growth and progress. I don’t know how much interaction we had beyond that if any, but I’m glad you’re still around. Hope the circumstances are favorable.
However unnecessary, I appreciate the apology. People who are hurting tend to inadvertently hurt other people. We’ve all done it. No bad blood.
I commented “nice sketch” on one of your drawings, and looking back, it did sound passive aggressive.. You were talking to Salt later on about not feeling like a real artist, and I kinda blamed myself for it.
No reason to blame yourself. I never thought anything negative of it. I was just struggling at that point with the knowledge that my own hangups and issues were keeping me from progressing as an artist. All is well. No harm done I promise.
Okay. 🙂
Idk you. But hiiiii !!
Bit late to the party but it’s nice to know you, Shepard, and Salt are doing alright. I was sorry to see the words about SeeSmith.