I was feeling really low for the past coupla days . . . about the war and about how futile it was trying to make myself heard in class, where even if the only voices you hear are people speaking well of a certain story, the story can still be voted out of the magazine by all the fucking cowards who won't speak up.
But. To-day I'm feeling just slightly good and bouncy and etc. It's kind of a manic-good, because a part of me underneath is still stuck on how sinister the Existence is lately. But it's a good nonetheless and I think coffee'll help it along.
I did a new page for Doll Merchant last night. I think the Merchant and Eyeball Pale might even leave the pub soon!
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