I'm really trying to get better so that I can comment on the beautiful work I keep seeing posted. It's just not working. On occasion, I'll try to force it by pretending to be happy. I'll push myself to comment only to find myself burning out after a very short period, it takes too much to maintain that pseudo-happiness.
I helped a pal move, which was kind of nice, but don't expect to be called too much now that it's done. I always seem able to get "friends" while they need something. And I think, for my part, I'm a good friend. I try to be there for others and usually put their needs before mine. But, I just have lots of friends in need.
You ask nothing of me and I wish I could speak of your talent and praise the products of your skills, but I find myself without the ability to do so. To find myself, without words. And without he will to push myself to produce them.
I keep trying. And will continue to do so. For now, I'll likely be quiet for quite some time. And I'm so sorry about that.










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mongolShawn
Shawn Munguia
Fuck karma, give me 10 minutes in a dark alley.
- me
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mongolShawn
Shawn Munguia
Fuck karma, give me 10 minutes in a dark alley.
- me
O.K.
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mongolShawn
Shawn Munguia
Fuck karma, give me 10 minutes in a dark alley.
- me
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