tag, i'm it

[prismaticbleed]

Well, I'm back! Back in black, wrapped in black, you know.

 

*pokes the Shadow-colored journal*

 

 

I'm afraid this gives a horrid impression of emo. Huh.
Oh well, I like the color combo. So sue me.


*is sued by Reala*


Anyway, life is good.
Graduated from high school, wahoo! Happiness all around. And I'm already taking college classes! I never stop moving, no sir. Busybusybusy.
Two words-- killer crosswords. Do not ask.


I've been feeling much better about myself lately. MUCH better, and I have several people to thank, besides God of course.


Here's a note I received today from my dear Ben, and I quote--


"I hold you in high regard for so many reasons, but I think there's a few major ones which fuel me: my goal ever since I met you, it's to be able to draw at a standard like you- the shading, the colouring, and the eyes, ohhh, you draw the best eyes in the world.. Mirage, Phantom, and Delphi, the expressions you give some of them, and your unlimited bank of characters, I've been through your scraps and fallen off my chair a few times!
But the thing which is burned into my soul is that picture of Be. Every time I look at it I can't not be happy in one way or the other... you've paved the way for so much. Kohi, Socks, Kaze and Broken, Breez, Doubt Guilt, none of them would have ever been if it wasn't for that smile you drew on that picture, and for that I'm eternally grateful."


I cried when I read that. Honest to God, I cried.


But I don't hate myself anymore, no sir, and I hope with my entire heart that I never do again.
I... how could I hate myself, when I'm getting notes like that on a daily basis?

 

"Thank you... for being who you are."





Good night, kids.

 

Get out there and live.