This song, guys.

THIS SONG.

It's not even just about the lyrics for once, the haunting melody and the vague chorus really leave a lot up to interpretation. Just about everything is subjective, but the subjectivity of this song is mindblowing and inspiring.
(Also partially obvious fact I may or may not have rewatched Drive tonight for the first time in a long time and maybe I'm changing my opinions about it and haaahhh I am super late to this fan party.) To me, this song is a portrait of all I want out of life. I can be selfish and pouty and childish as much as the next person- but the happiest thing I've ever found in life is making others happy. A-and that's sort of like aspiring to be a hero right? Maybe I don't know I haven't slept it a good while.


I'm actually out the door though, and I have zero time to even be doing this. Up until last night, I had been really depressed and increasingly disheartened by some stuff- but I don't know, it just sort of slipped away. I looked at the reality of the situation, and where I stand, and how open and hopeful my future really is and it made me hella less despondent.

But in an attempt to help me get another perspective, a friend of mine suggested we go on a trip together, so I'll be Atlantabound in about T-Minus thirty minutes for some shark action at the Georgia Aquarium and after that we'll be bookin' it to Scarowinds in Charlotte.

I'm really grateful for her, but like-
Lemme just take this moment to tell you guys how grateful I am for all of you.

I know you're all people who have busy lives and your own things to deal with, so it means a lot that you took the time to notice me. And furthermore to support me with your watches, comments, notes, commissions, favorites, gift art-- you name it.

I've been pretty fuckin' down, no lie. I watch my friend's art being traced into work that is being sold and mine being copied and I just sorta get uninspired. I feel like I built this image and it's being picked apart for whatever reason. But I'm not mad about it anymore. Tired of it, sure. Confused about why it's happening- definitely. But that should be flattering- right? It's hard to see it that way, but I can't help but love the person who is doing it. Like, I really really love them. Even though they drive me nuts.

I dunno guys, that probably sounds really silly to love someone who seems like they are becoming you when you don't love yourself, but eh. It is what it is.

Digressing-- through all of these ups and downs you guys have been so awesome to me. The amount of support and kindness and genuine interest from all of you has blown me away and made me feel like maybe I am worth something in the scheme of things, y'know? Akasd;f gettin' all sappy over here trees louise.


Aaaannd aaa rrreaaaal heerrooooo~

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