But before I get started on that, I need to address some things, whether or not anyone of my 29 followers view this.
Obviously I've been gone for a long while--I do not remember the time and reason why I stopped visiting this site regularly, but I am sorry.
Also, I did get a tablet, I'll be uploading some of my art, even though it's not the best.
Also also, I got a Tumblr, I'm not overly addicted to it, so I don't get on a lot, but I'll leave it here as a link for you.
Oh! I remember why I think I left. After I met Jose in person, I got into League of Legends, and that consumed a year's worth of my time. I still play, but not as often, I like buying people stuff on there more than anything. Add me?
League Of Legends: Xandrali or Xanny455<---I forget which one
I miss the love of my life, and a very good friend. I am overwhelmed with work, and people are so rude to me most of the time at school.
I'm actually OK right now, because I've been a lot of kind things for people--which in return makes me happy in a slight.
People say I let others take advantage of me, which might be true, but if people are happy in the slightest, then I'm content.
Although I feel like the last 6 weeks of events have made me lose sight of my lowly goals, and myself, I'll be okay...I think.
That point of view I have of catering to other people's needs has slowly wavered. I recently lost my boyfriend, I won't get into details, but I'm OK. I also lost a good friend of mine. I fucked things up with him.
My dreams are now nightmares , I rarely have a good dream which would involve Jose coming back, or my friend.
But a loss of a friend--I fail to fathom such an event. He didn't die, but things got complicated, and he left without a word and blocked me on everything he knows how. I only got GTA5 because of him--now I have no one to play with.
No point in complaining--I'll get over it hopefully.
I can't think of anything else. Oh, we had two kittens for about a year, and then mom wanted 'em out, so we got 'em out, and replaced them with a snake. The first feeding--he ate, but now he won't. He'll probably die, I'm the worst pet owner.