I still work, where I work. I determined it was like an inoperable tumor. Just listen, I work for a company where I can do anything I want while it is dead. So I can get online, draw, read. Whatever I like. .... the downside, I get treated like crap. We have to have anti-depressants just to get through the day. But, where else can I go and make the money I make, without a college degree? NO WHERE! At least not here in this state.
My children, they are growing up. And wearing me down. They have been sick on and off for a while now...Aydin hates pre school.. O_O PRE SCHOOL!?!?!? IT DOESN'T SEEM REAL!!!
*crys*
they grow up to fast...it just seems like yesterday that they where my babies...
*bangs head on desk*
I need to draw more, well I do draw the same amount..but nothing seems good enough to place up here. >_<








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"What if everything around you, Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know, Is an elaborate dream?"
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"What if everything around you, Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know, Is an elaborate dream?"
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waaa waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
See this journal entry for details.
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