im really nervous right now for no particular reason. people-repulsed, sex-repulsed, violence-repulsed all that new labels people have been given. i feel like i could spend my time better if i just tried, but there's nothing i really want to do right now. i've been plagued by worsening dreams, mostly surrounding death and humiliation. one of them being that i was in boat raft, seperated from my friends since i accidentally went into the wrong one, the whole dream i kept protecting and hugging myself since i was scared they'd kill me. aside that, this month has been fun, it felt so abnormally long~~~need to control my mind better so i could ice skate better
19.04.2024
04.04.2024
barely used..
07.04.2024
living is not a thing to be afraid of, live yourself to be 100 person at once. as long as you're aware what kindof person you are, as long as you acknowledge what kindof people surrounds you, you'll be fine.
04.04.2024
30.03.2024
made the blogland a complete seperate site now, its much better now. theres some things i liked from the old blogland, but this feels less cluttered.
22.03.2024
i baked a couple days earlier. it came out well, it tasted well too, way better than my previous attempt shown in the picture, or the log before.
19.03.2024
i want to try experimenting with my works more, but havet gotten the time. satisfaction is not a thing i can reach nor anyone can fully-fully reach.. drawing is just second nature to me i never thought abt it too deply. well i do but, drawing is a form of communication to me atleast, rather than this concept of love and intimacy to the soul, its just as second nature to talking and communicating, however imnot a good communicator. its impulse driven sickness where i say what i want except when i say 'i say' its not saying its drawing. recently im having more self restraints and its making my "communication" worse persay. im not as impulsive, nor repulsive when it comes to drawing or talking. i wish i were, but SICKNESS is never eternal. it has hills..for now i will rest uninspired and plagued by ideas of birds. this time, i'm unable to depict this feeling into a picture
29.02.2024
the using of the words "vision", "miracle", and "nonsense" in the HERBI-COMIC section is influenced by a PinocchioP song. linguistics used here are influenced by everything sweet. everyone impacts everyone, ten people would die to be like you, ten people would rather die than to be like you, the world is made out of pancakes
17.02.2024
cookies made for valentines, suppose it's the memories that matters?
11.02.2024
my head is both fucked, and unfucked. who cares i have things to do?!
08.02.2024
often times i'm convinced i live a different life in the realms of my dreams. all of the dreams i had for the past few months are mundane, but memorable. i had a particular dream today that after i hung out at the mall, i watched a visual doccumentary video about the recent generations worsening attention span, the video was well-thought-out and edited carefully with good studies linked, but when i woke up, no video shows up exactly as how i remembered it in the dream. it's not an exciting dream, most of my dreams aren't, however it's something that goes along my realistic stream of activities
3.02.2024
greatly wiped the older logs, lalalalala~lately PinocchioP has carved a place in the mind again. his works has been with me throughut my worst and my brightest.