Thursday, February 23, 2012

R.I.P. (Ode to a destroyed piece of artwork)

Here's a picture I painted last year. It's gone now though, because my mother decided to chuck it. I know! "WTF!!" right?? It's a pretty sick picture. At least I think so. I luckily managed to snap a picture of it during it's last days.

For the record...

NO. The letters "C.W." in my pen name have nothing to do with "Creative Writing". I figured I should state this because that would be absolutely stupid if that's what the letters stood for.

Oh. Here's some song lyrics to make this post a lil' more interesting.


The geek, with no beak: He's so weak he cannot speak! The geek, with no beak: He's so weak he cannot speak!
Vestigial wings And dwarven legs. A semper fi cranium That's got automatic eggs. His gaping maw Is geared to spew. He just might be a she So Birdette will do!!
Go eat your eggs! Force fed, force fed. Go eat your eggs! Out of his mouth- Straight at your head!!
With purple pants, (They start to tear) I reach out with all my might to Poke out an eye. I poke out an eye! I poke out an eye!
My seven year old smile: Vanishing! Eggs, Why eggs?! It's breaking my heart. It's hurting my nose. It's turning my skin green! Why did you have to be so mean?!
In my dreams I despise you More than you'll ever know. Even when I speak your name It makes me f*****g choke!
Throw it back! Throw it back! Throw it back! Throw it back!
Throw it back! Throw it back! Throw it back! Throw it back!

F.E.A.R.

I'm afraid of losing it. I'm afraid of being comfortable. I'm afraid of the color red. I'm afraid of empty space. I'm afraid of what I can't see. I'm afraid of what I can't hear. I'm afraid of happiness. I'm afraid of ignorance. I'm afraid of sleep. I'm afraid of waking up. I'm afraid of pain. I'm afraid of being numb. I'm afraid of making choices. I'm afraid of exposure. I'm afraid of addiction. I'm afraid of not being afraid.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

*GADOOSH*

Anybody play Super Smash Bros?? I love that game. All three of them. I like the first and third one most though. My favorites to play as are Ike, Lucario, Ganondorf, Captain Falcon, Fox, and Wario. I love the guys that are slower but super powerful. One reason being is whenever I hit someone with Ike the sound portrayed through the title of this entry is heard. It's so satisfying to smash people with him and watch as they go soaring...


Thursday, February 9, 2012

Manateen's Overall Master

You are such a character. You never admit you're wrong. You always falsely accuse me and the rest of humanity. You refuse to lose an argument. You almost completely hate your partner whom you've dedicated your life to, at least I THINK you dedicated your life to him. You two never really get along. You always argue about what's needed and what's wanted. Never do you two ever connect. Nothing is ever good enough. Sometimes I think that it's all your fault. Sometimes I blame you for everything wrong in my life. Sometimes I absolutely hate you to the core. But really.... That's only when I choose to ignore the other things. The GREAT things about you. Those things I tend to miss because I constantly shove them impatiently behind your negatives. Whenever I FINALLY step back, I see you're not all that bad. You always come back to loving me, even when I come home just to chew you out for grounding me because of my grades, even when I run off because I find you annoying on my bad days. You almost always buy me what I want whenever I want it, even though your partner totally rips on you for it. You're always there for me when I need someone to talk to. You always give me hugs when I come downstairs to greet you getting back from work. You always make sure I'm doing my best, even if it means you have to take away my TV or put me down so I can try and prove you wrong. You always do your best at your job. You always make sure I'm okay. You always love me. You ALWAYS love me. You're the best and don't let anyone tell you otherwise, even if it's me. Because I'm an idiot. And only at times like these do I know when I'm actually right about something in my life. Because the evidence is right there for me to see: You're the one who brought me here. You're the one who always picks me up off of the dirty floor. You're the one who always violently drags me to the finish. You're the one who stands strong for what you believe in. You're the one I look up to. You're the one who made it all possible. You're the one from whom I was torn... You are the one who I will always love.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Some pretty sweet tunes...

Just installed some music on to my blog. Ya'll should check it out if you're curious about my taste in music...

I love music. To me there is no better way to vent emotions than by blowing your brains out to your favorite song, album, or band. Nothing does the job quite like music does.


Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Ya'll don't do the math homework.

Haha! My friend and I came up with something reeeaaally stupid. It's a phrase as though it were quoted by some internet meme. "Ya'll don't do the math homework." It doesn't make any sense, and we say it a ton when we're around eachother. We're even making a retarded video which all it is is just me, him, and another kid saying the phrase while making some stupid motion with our bodies. It's so funny.... because it's so stupid.

I honestly think that the best friends you can have are the ones you can be stupid with and they don't care. Because "Those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."

Dr. Seuss said that awesome quote. And MAN is it the truth.

What is love?

Love is a fire. It can do just as much bad as it can good. Love is a knife. It can be used to hurt people, and what seems shiny and useful may actually be more dangerous and harmful than you think. Love is a car. It can't work without a driver. Love is a dentist. It's very needed, useful, and even enjoyable when you're told what you want to hear, but very painful when you're told something you're not expecting. Love is cake. It's so sweet but you can only have so much of it, too much of it can be unhealthy.