Um hello. You may call me Colt. I like to draw every now and then. I mostly do dogs cause thats all a really can do.. A lot of my pics tend to be depressing but I still like them. You can give me criticism ^.^' as long as its not to harsh. I know I'm not a great artist.
Also if you are looking at my pics I want to explain something. The character Colt was made up by me for roleplays and she is mostly a self insert character even though she has some differences from me. she is a werewolf but I can't really draw humans so I draw wolves. I draw her in rp scenes and also just how I am feeling for the day or moment. She is my personna. But the weird thing is i have to be mad or sad to draw well so my pictures often come out that way. No my life really isn't that horrible. And no, I am not trying to get attention with these pics. I actually wasn't even going to show them to anyone but I am really proud of them... So yeah.
Anyway. If you read this, I love you and I want you babies.
Hard Times and Dried up Tearsposted Mar 6th 2011, 10:43PM
Mood: Tired
Music: Bioshock
I shouldn't have to feel this way. I shouldn't have to be this mad. I shouldn't have to watch my back. I shouldn't have to waste my time on it. I shouldn't have to fight everyday. I shouldn't have to break myself apart to survive. I shouldn't have to deal with it.... But that's just life. Apparently that's how my life, and the lives of people I love, will always be. We will never have anything handed to us. We will always have to claw our ways to something better. It's always one thing after another. We never feel good for too long, that's not the way it works. We pretend. We laugh. We smile. We love. But for what? To fight more and more? Call me dramatic. Call me stupid, crazy, depressed, out there, childish, insensitive, back stabbing, dumb. Call me what you want. But we live by truth. And truth is, life is hard. It is the hardest things anyone has ever done. And remaining positive is impossible. Through all the heart ache, war, sweat, blood, and tears you can try all you want but you will never deny it for long.
It's not fair. We are done learning because of our hardship. I have learned everything that will come from it. It's not fair. It will not make me a better person. It is turning me into one of them. And I do not have enough will power to keep moving along. I'm not dead enough to totally give up yet. I will not stop breathing for your satisfaction. But I'm at the edge. I'm at the edge and about to jump in. Only a few small things you call stupid or childish hold me back. Only a few small things and my last bit of hope. Hope is the only thing that makes anything worth anything. But it is so hard to get and so hard to save up. I tend to spend it too early and regret it.
But, I keep thinking. I keep being told. I keep hoping that my time will come. Our time will come. And this horrible feeling... This loneliness in a crowded room. The fear even when brave. The hatred while being loved. The sadness while grinning. The grief when no one is lost. The regret for actions you have not done. The depression when acting alive. The despair when facing the light. This horrible feeling will be gone. Our hardship will be a distant memory and I will look back and wonder how I let myself fall so far...
Hahah It's okay. No reason to be concerned. I go in and out of depressed patches where my out look on my life becomes very bleak. But normally I try to stay on the more positive side of things. It helps me get through a lot and makes even the bad things a tiny bit better.
And thanks for liking my art. I think I will go stalk your art as well lol.
I know what you're talking about. One of those things you just need to forget about and look on the lighter side of things. It's good you're doing just that, but still. I shall stay concerned, like a big brother... Although you're older... You know where I'm getting at.
Hey, you're welcome. My art is not much to stalk anyway.
well thanks for being concerned. It is some how comforting when a stranger is concerned for you and not in the "concerned you might kill me" sorta way lol.
I never expect someone to kill me, since I'm prepared in a sense. Plus, I worry about people when they talk like that. I've seen enough of it and been through it once as well...
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