I am told again and again, after what heartache and heart break has whittled me down to only fragments of faded compassion, that I deserve better. I deserve the best. This statement has really started to sink in. What little appreciation I have for the spirit and hearts among humans, diminishing each passing day in a voluntary solitary confinement; I am waning on the ideal of “someone better and soon to be” and have now come to the thought of this solely, “It is not that I deserve better and or some one better, but more a matter of the world or no one in it for that matter is deserving of me or my love.” People have changed. Our expectations for each other are unreasonable and fictional, and as a result so are mine. Having the idea that I deserve better nailed into my head time and time again has made me no different than the rest of everyone around me. Be honest with yourself; we’re all waiting for someone perfect to come along, we all want a fairy tale to be birthed upon our meeting. It will never happen as long as we think like this. No one deserves my affection because they are convinced I am undeserving of there’s. It makes a full circle.
To my dear followers and future adversaries:
I would like to inform you that, if you haven’t guessed already, I am an artist. Specifically speaking a graphic designer/sketch artist/occasional painter/etc. (mostly graphic art/digital art). I admire all forms of art, but are not limited to the following; Tattoo and body art, music, fashion, paintings, digital art, Japanese animation and manga, writing and poetry. I very often reblog many of these again and again and occasionally blog some of my own work (not often for fear of theft). The point being, if you do not like how my blog has changed, the contents of my blog seems different these past few weeks, or find my post(s) on your dash to be unappealing, tarnishing, or an eye-sore, then it is probably in both our best interest you do not follow. I blog to express my likes and passion(s), not to impress. If that’s your case, then I urge you to simply “unfollow” being my blog does not suite your “refined” taste. I blog what I like. That is all. For those you who still follow me, I thank you and humbly admire you all! Thank you for reblogging some of my post as well as occasionally speaking with me via message(s) in a friendly manner.
*END TRANSMISSION.
I have such high standards when seeking a woman, when I dont even think that highly of myself? In fact I think i’m mundane as hell.
and i’m still thinking about you; there may be a problem. You keep me under you spell.
It is very apprarent that some people use tumblr for the soul purpose of amassing the largest number of followers possible. They boast about it 2k, 10k, 100k+ followers. This could be do to several reasons; I personally believe its because they may have self esteem issues or are socially awkward, etc. and they long to feel important, famous, idolized and they try to accomplish that here by becoming a tumblr legend or it’s some sort of contest to them. If that’s the case, carry on. However, how many of those people are actually friends and not just a statistic? I thought of this as I see my number of followers fluctuate I lose one and gain two, lose three gain one. The number does not matter to me, infact I’m surprised at the amount of followers I’ve actually acquired over time; way higher than I ever thought I’d have. Some of those loyal to me have actually praised me for liking my page, and have been there since I first started. Which means we have similar interest, and or they are not conceited about their self image. It just got me to thinking why people unfollow in the first place, because my post “dirty” their dash? Oh, I’m sorry for ruining your flawless tumblr reputation. I suppose the truth behind this concept is, if you are not willing to stick around or be a loyal follower for who I am and you unfollow me because my blog changed and you no longer like its post tarnishing you dashboard, chances are we would not have been good friends if we ever met in person since you do not like my tastes and you’re too worried about your self image. True story.
If an “ex” is in town, and she want’s to hang out with you, and she ask if tonight is ok (rather than tomorrow as I suggested) because she said, “no one will be home tonight”, is it safe to imply that she wants “something”? WINK WINK, NUDGE? Or what?
THE PLAN:
Step one: Acquire girlfriend.
Step two: Read “creepypasta” stories together.
Step three: Protect her.
THE END.
I really don’t see the reason for an “About Me” section on anyones blog. Unless you do nothing but post text, the pictures on your blog have everything there is to say about you. Probably better than you could even describe yourself in words because each photo is worth a thousand.
"Why lust after someone you know you can never have?"
— I have to keep telling myself this to keep my ego in check.
