Way to not update my tag tumblr, omg Skilla you got some bold anons
Although they’re smart to talk to you cause I often go days without answering messages.
Lofl they just keep coming though.. I try and answer messages on my days off and I still have a mountain to go through.
I was your typical middle school biking/skate boarding punk with an attitude and different colored hair from orange, fire engine red, to blue and green.
I was scared of people because of how my home life was so I acted out to make sure people would think I was normal like everyone else and had a /happy/ life. I started cutting myself a lot in middle school as well..
I pranked teachers and caused trouble because at least people would be paying attention to me then.
High school was just a whole other ball game. I dropped out once and then I came back and finished with out with good people that I knew would always be there for me.
I was still dealing with being thrown out and my parents tried to put me in a therapeutic foster home because I refused to leave where I felt was home for me. I lived with friends and just became chill and laid back.
I just stopped being friends with negative people and stuck with the positive to push myself to be more like them. And I went from the short haired man to a down to earth and open person who’s willing to push themselves over the edge and put their own safety in harms way to make something perfect or worth seeing or doing.
Plus music and art have just become my life and working is keeping me from being an antisocial hermit crab. Though that’s what I am because I’m so focused on making my art public and known. I really just want to be an artist and to do photography of animals and stuff. Music inspires most of everything I do so. All of these would make my life absolutely perfect for the perfect job.
Living is so big.
You guys really just have no idea. You have to look back at hell to even appreciate the glimpse of what a heaven might be like.
Life is meant to be sad so you can appreciate being happy. If you don’t know what it’s like to be happy you can’t really appreciate being sad when the time comes.
These things just come to you through your dreams and your perspective on life changes.
Just think; Every year, is a new you.
- I have lived in nearly every state in the US. When I was little, before my mom got sober, she was a drug addict. During her drug antics she met my brother and sisters dad and got knocked up with the both of them one year apart. The dude she was with was and still is a convicted criminal/felon; we had to hide and move to different states to avoid being caught being around him.
- I was in boot camp from the time I was eleven years old till I was fourteen. My mom never once visited me, she never wrote me, she even avoided picking me up when we have ‘homestays’ or home visits. She told everyone and still tells everyone to this day she hates me and doesn’t even want me to be around. My family does not like nor care about me because of the things my mom makes me out to be. She put me there because she didn’t want to take care of three kids. It makes you feel like shit when your parent tells you they just regret ever creating someone like you in the first place.
- From the time I was born to my current age I have never known what a stable happy home feels like. I’ve been passed around in fourteen different foster homes, I’ve lived with friends and neighbors, I’ve lived with other family members, I’ve lived in an alleyway in the streets, I’ve been kicked out since I was eleven by my biological mother. Sometimes I have to go and crash with alethalwombat because my mom will just tell me to get the fuck out and lock me out.
::cough:: Fun sized ::cough::
No really I’m 163 c. - 5’4” in.
I am used to being ignored, and being the one to ignore things and or people.
I don’t particularly like it; It personally makes me feel like the person of interest is utterly bored, and uninterested, and doesn’t want anything to do with me.
So my self esteem just closes off and thinks I’m not up to par. Therefore I shut down and just stop caring about relationships because I don’t want to have to constantly be the one who does all the work.
One sided relationships bomb quickly. And I’m not looking for someone to ignore me. Not all about the shitty way on main stream relationships.