I wrote something a few days back ‘n then I put it away.
Took it out tonight and started sketching… ’cause I miss him.
Miss him? i-n-s-a-n-e! this. is. insane. but what can I say..? he’s just… NO. Stop it damn it!
It’s too soon. I shouldn’t be doing this. Shouldn’t be writing this. It’s enough that I text him, send him e-mails and facebook with him all day everyday.
This comic, or illustrated poem, or what ever it is, might have to rest for a few weeks. I really haven’t processed this stuff yet.
too much and too soon! Been here, done this.
hehe, life, ey..? Just keeps on keepin on. ^_^
Even if you think you’ll never ever love again, weeell, guess what! Sometime, somewhere where you least expect it, someone might come up to you and say “smile, your life’s pretty f-cking fantastic!”
Pain throws your heart to the ground. Love turns the whole thing around. Fear is a friend who’s misunderstood,