Dreams

You have my heart, so don't hurt me...

Immature.

"How could I be so immature
to think that he could replace
the missing elements of me?
How extremely lazy of me. "

-Mark Bell/Björk

Roots

School is over for me...for now...Expect an overflow of writings in the next 72 hours. I'm returning.

No One

Nothing is going to come to me. My fate is whatever I decide it is. My destiny is what I make it. I'm growing stronger each day and loving deeper each day. No one is going to take that away from me. No one. :)

Letter

Just a quick message to let you know that the "Things I Like" link section was updated a little while ago, in case you would like to check out the new sites I've linked.

I've included websites of the work from one of my favorite professors, my friend Sean, the figure artist Alyssa Monks, figure artist Mike Reedy, sequential artist Ross Campbell, and the website for one of my favorite animations.

I promise you'll find something you like if you look. :)

Portrait

These are pieces from a self-portrait I'm working on now.

I want to learn.
I get along with everyone else.
I like words.
I love animation.
I am American.
I dance I lot more than you think,
I grew up being a little chubby.
I like dresses.
I have the greatest mother in the world.
Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing wrong.
I am not religious.
I want to be the greatest storyteller ever known.
I'm still figuring out where I want to go beyond this Earth.
I can not sleep with socks on.
I love food.
I love cooking.
I love Berserk.
Music is mine.
I love books.
I love to draw.
I am not as sexy as I dream I am sometimes.
I like spaghetti.
I appreciate kindness.
I look like my dad.
I love to volunteer.
I reward respect.
I don't believe in virginity.
I love my hair now.
I want children.
The hump in my nose is a product of my European ancestry.
I loved Lego's.
I love art.
I need more time to read.
I've always wanted to be writer.
I am not a Christian.
I am not a Buddhist.
I am not agnostic.
I am not atheist.
I will grow and help him grow.
I played with dolls up until tenth grade.
Sometimes I cannot help but hate my personality.
I was probably a fish or a dog a long time ago.
Sometimes I wish the Earth would swallow me whole.
I always do my best.
The West Indian students at my school tend to believe I'm Bajan or Brazilian.
I am short.
I have experienced sexual abuse.
I am in love with my best friend.
He is the most beautiful man I know.
Insects and fish attract me.
I will never settle.
I will never stop growing.
I want more ear piercings.
I admire originality.
I am prone to believing there is something wrong with who I am.
I am learning to meditate.
I admire hard work.
I love mermaids.
I am an artist.
My birthday is in summer.
I have lots of ideas.
I am a nerdy little animator.
I love popcorn.
I believe in astral travel.
I want to see Guyana.
I am more powerful than you would probably consider.

Recycled

I'm having some deep concerns about the spiritual state of myself. I feel like it's suffering and stagnant and not growing. There's something I'm not doing that I really should be. There are so many things beyond what we see. And...for once I just can't talk about it right now. I'm feeling disposable and empty. The control is there, the strength I can build is there. I have to grasp the control is all. For some reason I know it's much easier than it seems to be.

I feel disposable. I feel like I should tell him. Just maybe, once I figure out how. I need him to understand.