TheBlueUmbrella

 So, wow I finally fuckin graduated and here I am now- typing my deviant art journal since forever. "everyone wants to be heard...." "so what they do is scream their lungs out so that someone will hear them.."  that's my mother's quotes. Isn't it ironic how some people treasure their lives and live everyday to their fullest, while some is desperate to get out of this circle of life? I don't get either yet fully. what the fuck is wrong w/ our society these days? he has ADHD- he's a problem child. what the fuck is ADHD!? does it matter? does it categorize people just because their ADHD!? ah... i can never be a pyschologist though.

 i don't have to worry about letting people down cause i don't even leave art here on Deviantart!  anyways, Senior year is going by wayyyy to quickly! oh help my cheeese and riice from heaven!  anyways, check her out --- lindssey is an awsome friend of mine! and guess what?  she's pretty, she's talented, and she doesn't even know it! !lil-terror (https://www.deviantart.com/lil-terror)

  more and more- i learn that my father is always lonely- but he would never be able to express his feelings in that way- so i told him, "next year, when you turn 60- i'll give you a doggy(^^) than, you'll have something that will always be affectionate to you... than, you wouldn't have to always call my cat for affection." lol...  he says, "cat's are too independent. I like dogs. They're delightful."  ahhh... as much as i hate admitting it, i noticed that i'm alot like my father.... somethings such as... 1. how i speak (which is nice n' slow..lol..) 2. how we move (also, nice n' slow...hahaha) 3. how we don't don't put thing