I haven't been on DA in years, nor do i plan on staying on here for much longer. i no longer have any desire to do art, nor be flamed by former friends on here or anywhere else. i took a big-girl pill, i'm doing better with my life, and i hope you all do the same.

so with that i say, so long and thanks for all the fish. thanks for the good memories, and the bad ones arn't worth remembering.

otherwise, if you want to hate on me some more, over shit that was your fault as much as mine, or blame me for things that were never in my control? go right head, i'm not losing any sleep over past drama: i'm on to bigger and better things.

I suggest you do the same.

You play poker with the cards your dealt, or you fold. It's simple as that.

So in short, if you're still my friend thanks, if you hate me for some reason, piss off.

~Mitsukai Toori

I'm moving back home to clear my head. I'm taking online courses and yes, I WILL BE BACK!!!! i'm thinking about all the good possibilities i can have if i move back to Washington county, getting a job will be easier, getting an apt on my own that's really, really cheap will be easy as well. getting my Driver's License and a junker car too...i just have one small problem.

Mom can you teach me how to drive once i get my permit?!?!

Here's the Deal and the Rules:

The first 10 people who post in this journal will be featured. I will go though your gallery and choose three of your deviations I like most and post them in my journal for everyone to see! It's pretty much an advertising self promotion on someone else's page... hey free billboards!

Only other rule:

You gotta do the same thing in your journal!

So get to commenting. I know you rarely speak on my journal but come on now I know you want a little exposure

i never update this...best bet is to read my LJ Blog.


but i am still alive.

So yea, a friend of mine i haven't talked to face to face since grad imed me out of the blue this morning...i wasn't at my comp to get it but my away message picked it up...

A girl from my hometown died from a O.D. and her drug of choice was Herioin...She was a Day older than me, Literally. We were in the same gradeschool and i remember this girl like pissing her pants when Mrs. Ianetti wouldn't let her go to the bathroom.... she was obessed with Trollz and the muppets...

The day of my great grandmother's funeral she called me up (we were much older) i talked to her of all of 5 minutes then never spoke to her again...

she didn't attend our highschool...so i didn't see her ever again...

and to be blunt i've never fucking thought of her again to this moment as i'm typing this out for all of you to read...

WHY THE FUCK DO PEOPLE HAVE TO WASTE THEIR LIVES AWAY?!?!

I mean God Damnit it's not like we were close but i'm sick of people just wasting talent, and their futures for women, for drugs, or an excape from their pitiful lives.

EVERYONE'S LIFE SUCKS, GET OVER IT AND USE THE WANGST YOU HAVE FOR ART OR SOMETHING TO BETTER YOURSELF YOU STUPID RETARD.

*sigh* i was going to send flowers or something but...*shakes her head* she isn't the same girl i grew up with...

hell i'm not the same girl SHE grew up with...

i'm not going to depress myself by saying "Oh if i was there for her this wouldn't of happened."

it's bullshit, she would of killed herself with or without my help or anyone's help for that matter.

okay i think i'm done...comment as you see fit.