There is only so much that one person can take. The pain that you must endure is something that cannot be measured. It is something only you can feel inside, only something that you are going to be the judge of. You can never be who you truly want to be because there is always someone in the way making it hard for you to break through. This is how walls are built. This is how distrust is made. This is how you feel so alone because you can never let the wall down to let others in.
Once you
There is a place in every persons life that they retreat to and try to hide from the world. That dark, damp, place that is cold and your body goes numb from the chill. A place where you shut off every emotion in order to just survive. Trying to make sure that nothing else can hurt you because you have been hurt so much before. The recesses of your mind go to dark places, and your body goes limp.
The thought of kindness is so far out of reach that you seem to just give up. The thought of lo
You may feel that the world is ending, that life has somehow let you down, maybe on more than one occasion. you feel lost, hopeless, confused, angry. These are all feelings that should be felt. You have a right to feel those feelings, you have a right to feel that hate. You are angry, hurt, putting blame on anyone you can.
But I have one question. Why?
Can you answer that in one word?
Let me tell you about me, Then you tell me when this is over if I know why.
I am 26. My name.
I posted this picture of iceestarz OC because it is my most recent completed art request. I have come such a long way from when I first started posting on the forums.
I am so incredibly thankful for each one of you for supporting my art and for helping me accomplish so much. I am creating and growing with each piece that I do and I am hoping that one day I will be good enough to start selling them for commissions.
I have only been here for not even two months yet, but my art has improv
I guess there has been a part of me that has been hiding from all of the pain and the anger that is my every day. I have been hurt and in so many ways that the pain has just been eating at me for years. Then I have these weeks that all of it just comes back up and it just feels like a big knot it my stomach and I don't want to eat, drink, sleep, do much of anything really.
I also feel like I am part of the problem. Like if I were different then maybe thing would be different.
There are
