SexualEmo

-Sometimes I look outside and I see the rusty sky.
-Now it's hard to believe that it once was blue.
-There is nothing to see for the generation of the new.
-With these clouds that block with grey, I can take my eyes away.
-And I want it to change some day, this all that I pray.
-All that I can say is that this is not our fault.

-No more day and no more night, no more war and no more fright.
-Nothing moves and nothing lives, nobody left and no one gives.
-All that's left is a cold dead world,   plants are all dead curled.

-Back in the time of Y2K, George Bush came to play.
-This was a race of close proportions, sadly who lost was Gore.
-Promise of progress and reform, he was just some congress whore.
-Oh god please if Al Gore won, there would be no nucing wars.
-And with real reform done, I could feel grass between my toes.
-Too bad this never happened, no more crying I'm composed.

-No more plants and no more trees, not but a simple breeze.
-Not a lake filled with water, no more sons and no more daughters.
-All vaccines gone from land, none left for my special man.

Daughter: Daddy, what was it like when you were a kid?
Dad: Well, you could go outside and play, even without these metal suits.
Son: What about the radiation?
Dad: That wasn't a problem back then, my how much times have changed.

-Warant had gotten this all right, April 2031.
-When all hell broke loose, Korea fired its gun.
-Six and a half billion gone, nobody won we just lost.
-At that time we all gave up, now we lack god as our boss.
-What they called the son of god, his name just makes me hurl.
-My son, a visioned man, can change a broken world.

-No new sky's and no new air, we all got some funky hair.
-Few old men but much more new, a generation of the new.
-Reconstruction of society, this one will have to care.
-Smarter people will take our place, the better of the few.
-I'll live my days full of life, but I really wish for more.
-I sing this song cause I have to say, we are the people after war.

Son: What will we do now?
Dad: We will start fixing what our ancestors caused.  Me, you, and your children will create a better world.  One where we can breath real air and one where things aren't artificial but real. We need to be humans who care for this world. We need to because we are the people after war.

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Just look at all that Bubbleline!  Most of that was in 5 minutes too!  Also, 1152 adventure time fav's!

I need help.

For as long as I can remember people have been doubting me on my abilities and trying to hold me back saying that I wont succeed because they think I am stupid.  Why I was 5 years old my parents were not aware I was severely allergic to a certain kind of decongestant that caused me to have a severe stuttering problem for almost for years after that.  Even to this day 12 years later I still hesitate when I say anything because toxin of a decongestant still remains in my system and probably will forever.  When my speech impediment was still near it peak in 2nd grade my told me that I will accomplish nothing in life and she then proceeded to request that I be placed in a special needs class because she thought I was slow.  My parents barely managed to get me out of that retard program but for the rest of elementary school I was heavily monitored to confirm that I didn't have any mental deficiencies.  Then during middle school in 6th grade I took the ISTEP and missed the amount of points to pass the English part of the test by a single point.  They wanted to put me into a remedial English class which my parents tried to fight but all of my schools have hated my guts so I received the pleasure of being surrounded dumbasses for a year learning stuff that I already knew only because they put no effort into reading my below average handwriting.  Then in 9th grade I was put in math lab for fucking dumbasses because I had gotten a C in Pre-Algebra where as some of the people with D's didn't even have to go through that bullshit. Then during my junior year my Algebra 2 teach deliberately failed me because she hatted my guts with a living passion.  What I did then was took an online math course to replace the F's in Algebra 2 so collages would see A's instead of F's.  The administration originally said they would replace the grades but instead they fucked me over and made us waste $500.  But alas.  I got into Indiana University despite all the fucking constant bullshit that the Carmel Clay schools pulled on me.  That school system told me I would get nowhere.  But I got into a collage that is in the the top 4% of Universities in the country despite them pulling me down.  It makes me wonder where I would be going if I hadn't taken the toxic decongestant, Ivy league schools? Possibly.  But I proved a top 1% school system in the country wrong despite them trying to knock me down in life.

In short: FUCK YOU IN THE MOUTH CARMEL CLAY SCHOOLS!!! GO BURN IN HELL!!!!!

Although your legs feel pretty damn good after you shave (half of) them.  They are freaking cold!!!

I have decided that I am going to try to do at least two hours of drawing every week whether I want to or not.  This starts at the beginning  of next week which for me is Monday because I roll like that.

The first actual project I am going to start is a visual to a goofy ass little piece of story/poem called Personal Jesus.  After that I might to some fan art from Sword Art Online, Onii-chan Dakedo Ai Sae Areba Kankeinai yo ne, True Tears, or any other anime I am watching.  Might also do a self portrait sometime.

Realize this will being a slow process.