I might leave. I'm not very productive so what's the point?

Even then my art is crap compared to people I know; people who are no less than two years YOUNGER than me. Yeah, art is probably not for me.

Writing? I couldn't really tell you. Most of my feedback is two comments, usually from people I'm close too. Otherwise, nothing. If it sucks, then just fucking tell me, okay?

I can't upload videos here, so.. I guess that's out of the picture. There's YouTube. I upload vids there and get a comment every other month.


Nothing new with my life, not that that's worth anyone's shit. Bored, unproductive and... well fuck, I'm not too sure anymore.

Ever wonder if you're fucked in the head? Like, mentally? Because I really feel the need to rip at someone's flesh like a deranged wolf or something- give my jaws an exercise and chew on something gummy.. like uncooked skin. Or an ear, or crunch someone's nose with my molars. Hm.

I also feel the urge to burn shit or blow shit up. And I also feel like I need to emphasis all my sentences with unnecessary profanity. Did you fucking notice that shit? Or was I already a foul-mouthed asshole?


I'd like to write something. Just, like, type blab. Nothing that can be truly made out. Not so much surreal as it is just fucked up jumbled shit that passed through my head.

On the topic of my head, my hair is straight now. No more curly-q. Ain't that weird?



That pretty much covers what's going on with me. I'm writing a story despite my thoughts on leaving this site. Kind of ironic since I just said I was unproductive, isn't it?

~Monke- maybe I should start using my actual name. Monkey-C? Was I retarded? Did or does anyone still think that's cool? Fuck.