Grief

For griefs sake Mr. Cheerdafuckup. Fucked up memories. Unlocked closets of mysteries. Grieving the silent self and the suppressed me. Somewhere along the centuries of eternity. We will smile again, so for griefs sake,, Mr. Cheerdafuckup.

Exploring Options

I’ve recently reopened my dream folder on my computer and have had some interesting ideas spring forth. Before I can allow myself to feel comfortable with the dream, I need to explore why another model of it failed. We were successful in our mission. We excelled at peer to peer groups, financial assistance, and helping…

Gave me a compliment

What’s the kindest thing someone has ever done for you? A lot of my life has been spent living in emotional pain from loneliness. In high school an English teacher I wasn’t even in class with would stop me in the hall and tell me I was doing a good job and to keep my…

Simply Piano is a Gateway

Share a hobby you’ve picked up recently — what got you into it? I don’t sponsor Simply Piano, I only want to share my user experience. I have been playing for 77 days straight since I bought my first tiny electric piano and I am engaged and learning. I am bad at memorization so I…

Reds Army

I found this cool concept of creating a cast of characters while studying other cartoonist.

Think of Sumthin

Together they hanged, All together alone, Each hundreds of miles apart, Screens aflare with gun fire, As they hanged about, Each alone firing their weapons, Aliens dying in masses, As laser after blaster fires in return, Missions won, Treasures stolen, All afire as they, Sit, doing a lot, While trying to, Think of Sumthin, To…