They've got me all wrong.
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Perhaps, we all have ways in which we're seen as intelligent, mine just happened to be language and literature.
I'm not going to lie, I will miss you greatly. But I know all too well that I hold no sway over your life and your decisions. And so I wish you luck, I wish you find happiness wherever you end up, I hope you find what you're looking for, and I hope you've enjoyed your time here as much as I've enjoyed my time with you
I'm not going to lie, I will miss you greatly. But I know all too well that I hold no sway over your life and your decisions. And so I wish you luck, I wish you find happiness wherever you end up, I hope you find what you're looking for, and I hope you've enjoyed your time here as much as I've enjoyed my time with you
You and me both. In a way I'm sorry I was so hard on the Word, it's just not for everyone is all. It certainly doesn't mix with my chosen poisons of drunken drama and self pity.
I still believe I can one day give the world good art, and make good on the second chance that was given to me. I've come to the realization that I have a lot to reconcile when it comes to my views of the world, my knowledge of the suffering of others and my own broken, internal compass.
Me, me, me, I, I, I, my oh my. Do you know that back when I was a teenager I loathed self absorbtion, disdained vanity, and sneered at self pursuit? Ironic. Now it's all I really am. How the f did that happen?
Thanks for the luck, btw. I may try to sneak one last identity here, or not. Probably flip a coin for it.
If it's not fated I might skulk on deviant, or just quietly accumulate a bunch of chinless graffiti dogheads and broken renditions of google canids over the months to come, until my limping ship finds the land of Tolken's elves or the grave.
I still believe I can one day give the world good art, and make good on the second chance that was given to me. I've come to the realization that I have a lot to reconcile when it comes to my views of the world, my knowledge of the suffering of others and my own broken, internal compass.
Me, me, me, I, I, I, my oh my. Do you know that back when I was a teenager I loathed self absorbtion, disdained vanity, and sneered at self pursuit? Ironic. Now it's all I really am. How the f did that happen?
Thanks for the luck, btw. I may try to sneak one last identity here, or not. Probably flip a coin for it.
If it's not fated I might skulk on deviant, or just quietly accumulate a bunch of chinless graffiti dogheads and broken renditions of google canids over the months to come, until my limping ship finds the land of Tolken's elves or the grave.
I may not know much about you or what you've experienced but I do know the you that you have decided to show me, from my time with you I have learned so much and feel that I have grown as a person and for that I simply cannot thank you enough. I know you may not believe me when I say this but I truly believe that you have given more than your fair share of beauty to this world in both art and actions. I'm glad I've gotten the chance to properly say goodbye to a dear friend of mine and I really will miss you in your absence. May your journey be a fruitful one and may you never forget your experiences here. I once again wish you luck in everything you do and hope that someday I may talk with you once more. Goodbye my dear friend Mariak
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