tyrannosaurusbeth
Please. Please, just leave me alone. It seems like every time my head hits the pillow, I'm with you again. And this can't carry on, it really can't, because waking up from you is beginning to get painful. I'll sit through my lessons and…
It's strange, you know. How I'm careful around my friends, How I never let the persona I've crafted slip for a second. And yet, Online, I'm honest. I'm open. I'm completely myself. What would happen should the people I've worked so ha…
I will the paint around the canvas. The brush is merely an extension of my arm, no longer a mindless tool. We are one, and together, we create. We create worlds and fantasies and new universes, and how fantastic it is! Colour bows before …
Sometimes, there are days when I really don't want to get out of bed. But I do. And I 'attack' the day, so to speak. Sometimes I win, sometimes I don't. But that's okay. It means I feel better when I get back into bed, knowing I at leas…