Jesus fuck. Jesus fuck, I look at my entry on bullying and I feel so fucking DISAPPOINTED.
Disappointed in humanity, I mean. All you fuckers seeking validation, from some other fuck on the internet (me). No, I did expect people to start sharing their life stories with me, but fucking pisshell of a shit - why almost everyone turned out to be yet another from this breed of "IMMA CRAZY PSYCHO, FENDED OFF BULLIES WITH CHAINSAWS AND HAMMERED THEIR FACES TO THE WALL, MUAHAHAHA, NOONE MESS WITH ME!". Like hell you were, you cowering dipshits. You prolly don't even raise your voice IRL. I bet that if I came up to you badasses, and yanked your fucking iPhone out for myself, you'd stammer and call the pawww-lice. Shit. Fucking PTSD, if you have it, I'd press on all your triggers till you collapse into a squirming pile of human misery that you are, fucking internet-tough-nerds.
Almost everyone was a unique, albeit more "badass" snowflake. Where are the normal people, normal bullies, not hormonal pseudo-psychos. Outstanding, infectuos faggotry.
So yeah. Possibly not going to answer to most comments there. Shit made me feel sick. Up to the point where I'm about to announce myself as a special unique snowflake that had not suffered through horribull highschool treatment. Fucking pussies, everywhere.
That brings another topic to rant about. People who wanna be nice with everyone and sit on the motherfucking fence. You know what? That fence is splitting your balls, and you become the emasculated cuntflap when you behave like, people that do that.
Shit's happening at work, with coworker relationships, shit's happening online.
I prefer to have enemies, than people who are friends with me, then friends with my enemies, then licking someone else's bumhole when I'm not looking, then telling me they didn't and etc. I get it, some people are fucking weak-willed, and cannot stand the idea of spoiling all of the relationships in the circle of communication they have formed, but fuck you - you're actually spoiling them, and people well see through all this "nice" bullcrap.
Yeah, I'm a controlling person sometimes, I admit that. Shit's either my way, or no way at all, but fuck, there's common decency. One day the person who's doing it the most prominently at work now is gonna get it. Hard. While looking the other way and rimming some retard.
The fuck I'm talking about? I don't have friends. I've runners-by-my-side, those are ten times better.
I dislocated a joint of my ring finger during training, and the fucker hurts still. I'm wearing a splint sorta, but I can still type. Dunno about drawing though.
Recently I've realized that I've become passive-aggressive about drawing. I'm before a major leap forward in my art, I guess, so while that brews, I just try to keep my hand warmed up. Some people have been pestering about seeing my "complete work".
Well, once again, I'll be passive-aggressive about it - shut the fuck up, I've a shitload of work on my hands, I'm working 24/7, 7 days a week, I get home around 10 pm and continue working because I'm a fucking responsible shit and daily journalism isn't mucking about in the office spitting in the ceiling all lax. You've no idea what this job is doing to me - and though I like it, it's turning me into a twitchy, jumpy dog-eat-dog careerist, so if I wanna draw fucking sketches, you shut up and go fap to some oldass Adrian Smith or whatever dA "god of art" that's currently on your list.
Point is, I'm not complaining. I'm fucking multitasking here. I love doing art, and I'm doing it - I'm fitting it into my tight schedule the best way I can, the best way any of you wankers could imagine. While you would lie around bemoaning cruel world that stifles your fuckass creativity, I draw, write, smack up these effin rants, get drunk, watch movies and have good times.
So up yours!
I watched Hunger Games, what a load of shit - but black people get owned, surprisingly. I want the "Long Walk" adapated to movie format, or the "Running Man" shot accurately to the book, not like that disaster with Arnold was.
Generally, I'm disappointed, seething and energized. Fucking wicked mix. Some sweet collabs are coming up to, so yeah, returning back to the art topic - if you have hands growing out of the right place and wanna see some mindblowing art, note me. That is, if you're good. If you suck, there's a lot of people with zero talent to clusterfuck with. Not me, I'm clear of it.