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Boneplant MYO Freebie!
A bunch of MYOs are up that you can grab! Basically all the boneplant species there is, plus the roots that are released (Only three right now, I don't think anyone cares for the eyes lol.) Anyway, get them as fast as you can!
Spoken Poetry
I am inspired. A spoken word, a song, a story, to tell and teach and make people understand what life is all about. Even now, my fingers, they type, they reach out, they scream about how much I want to write, to tell a story, to teach. To teach, to speak, communication is hard, but to tell a story like this with such wide eyed wonder like an innocent child is so amazing to me. Too pure, it seems, and yet already her words took me. Sarah? An inspiration, a leader, your words reaching out and stabbing me in the heart, in the mind, in the soul, in my brain, words flowing into my fingertips as they bleed and already, my voice, is singing forever.
Even More Kicking Out
Welp, I'm screwed. Since my cousin has asthma and I work at Starbucks still...like...actually work...I'm being kicked out of that house. ...I don't think I can take commissions, shoot. Um. Crud. Even this, just finding my own place to stay...I'd hope to stay with friends. ...Haha, friends, yeah...no one is truly a friend in the end, no? Just...we cannot even help each other? We cannot even reach out? No place to go, so...yeah. ...Maybe we just don't want to burden each other, but is that really the case? Or the fact we can never truly talk to one another, even with everything happening. ...Even in this pandemic. ...No one will help each other
I Got Kicked Out of My House
Okay...journal time. And there's a reason I'm writing this and honestly the incident a few days ago terrified me. Okay where to start...
OKAY NOW I'M MAD FRIDAY THE 13TH ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I WAS KICKED OUT ON THAT DAY? I PRETTY MUCH RAN FROM HOME ON THAT DAY BECAUSE MY DAD WAS BEING CREEPY? NO. GOD DAMMIT NO. IT WAS A GOOD DAY AND USUALLY IS AND THEN THAT HAPPENED. FREAKING THAT? NO. I HATE THIS. I HATE THIS SO MUCH I HATE THIS AND UGH THIS IS NOT FAIR WHY WOULD UYGIOSHDGODSHOIGHDS I HATE THIS.
...Sorry. I'm just. That was one of my favorite days ever and then that freaking thing happened and UGH. I'm not letting it taint that day that inc
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