Tonight as I sat at my computer.
I watched a video.
A young boy had died in his father's arms, the victim of a terrorist bomb, whispering for help with his last breaths.
I don't know why, but i pounded my fist on the desk.
It was just so unfair.
I released months of pent up anger by doing something i haven't done for years.
I cried.
I sat there at my computer desk, by myself at 1 in the morning, and cried.
All the frustration, anger, it all came out at once.
And then it was over, i breathed easy.
Call me emo, call me whatever you wish.
But it was something i feel I really needed.
Don't be ashamed to vent your frustration if you need to.
Thanks for reading.
Holler if ya hear me!!

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Nice gallery.
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Loves making IMVU, and loves request.
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I'm going to be a comics artist. Help me get there!
Commissions? [link]
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Loves making IMVU, and loves request.
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I'm going to be a comics artist. Help me get there!
Commissions? [link]
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Loves making IMVU, and loves request.
Not finished yet, just the sketch. There are a bunch of other things that are in there. its not anywear near good as the Sallys you have, but it is near the first time I drew her.
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Depression has stopped me before in my tracks, but with a heart full of love and good friends by my side, \"Depression\" will never be anything to me but a word.
~Django Urikashima
Practice helps a ton
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I'm going to be a comics artist. Help me get there!
Commissions? [link]
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Depression has stopped me before in my tracks, but with a heart full of love and good friends by my side, \"Depression\" will never be anything to me but a word.
~Django Urikashima
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