Earlier today I had to search for the word 'diarré' to see how it was spelled. It's funny, I used to write about that shit in my posts; both in journals and in picture’s descriptions. Now, when I draw, I think of a whole damn lot about stuff that I want to put in the description, but when it gets to actually writing something, I just slam in words like I'm the busiest emo in five eras.
It makes me sad. The thought of what I used to be, used to do in here - compared to what I do now rather equals zero. I guess it started a year back, when I came to realize that no matter what I wrote, no one would give a fuck, so I equally gave a fuck - about most things, really.
But tides have turned! I still don't give a fuck, but I want to turn that fuck around and say: "Hey. You don't mind what I write. That gives me the freedom to write whatthefuckever I want to write". (Something about freedom of speech. A big thing here in DK).
As to this moment, I'm discussing what I should leave in and what not. But in order to break this evil circle, I guess I have to go all in - which also includes my dick jokes. So I'm going to be truthful and honest - a thing that I, wau, never thought I should be in here, 'cause really! Who cares! Ha!
I think the biggest bonerkiller for me in here is all the groups. I mean, there are a freaking lot of fucking groups. For every-fucking-thing. So whenever I upload something (a rare happening these days), I have to spend half an hour (not kidding) roaming through groups, uploading here, uploading there. And that, I think, really takes the joy from having created a fragment of a thought from the deepest of your mind, to proudly present your abilities (to think, not necessarily to draw) on a social media. And honestly, I really don't have the need to spread what I make widely like that anymore. I'm not 10, Jesus.
So in order to maintain my sanity, I'm going to screw over groups! Just like that! Putting my penis in their holes, pulling it out, and leaving again!
Fuck in an orgy, check.
Onwards to tagging!
Jesus, my hamster is noisy-ONWARDS TO TAGGING!
Fuck that too.
Onwards to uploading! Hopefully, I'm going to be able to upload more. (You heard that, crowd that doesn't care? Awesome, right?). Also get my comic going. The thing is; I have a job now. AN ACTUAL JOB, you ask? Why, yes, I answer. I play Minecraft. For a living. But drawing a little everyday should make me able to put up a page a week.
That's it, I guess. My honest thoughts to myself. I guess I needed it; needed to tell myself that there is nothing wrong with being very invisible. Which is what I like past the screen, so why not here.
God, this editing system sucks tits. Who drank my coffee....