The future isn't our enemy, it's our hope.
The past is what destroys us.
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My name is Lizz, and I'm not as charming as a prince charming. I like sweets food. alot. Soda runs through my veins instead of blood, and my goal in life is to die with a smile on my face....when my time comes of course.
I like to sleep and draw and write and eat and swim. probably in that order.
Hope to see you around
Been caught up in the book It's Kind of a Funny Story by Ned Vizzini
I like it. Alot.
People should go read it.
And on the note of art....Brain. Dead. The 2 pieces I was working on on SAI (a new cracked version that's old, and SUCKS, mind you :c) (i miss my old SAI) kind of went...bye-bye.
but U guess its okay cus those were for comics and I decided to redo the whole page. I wanna do a self portrait now, though. Oh well, theres alot of things I should do. But I'm sort of on an "art block" sort of thing.
As well as a "rebelious phase" according to my dad. Again.
So the main quesiton at hand is this : WHAT?
Anyway, looking forward to transfering schools. I need to escape all the people here. Not saying that the new school would be any better....but I'm hoping it will be.
Pondering if my "friends" are really "friends". I'm paranoid about rumours as of late. It's a stupid thing to get caught up in, but I'm not the most secure person right now, and rumours are funny when they aren't about you. and once again...WHAT?
Rumours fail. My friend like went insane when there was a rumour spread about him still having nudes of his girlfriend on his phone......
1. he doesn't even have picture mail (it's too expensive...he's too poor)
2. WHAT?
And it seems that as of late, I really like shoes.
And clothes.
And fashion in general.
But I'm so not in the zone/scene/whatever.
I guess I'm getting into this whole fashion craze because
1. I want to make a good impression at a new school because I wont know anyone because I wasn't there for freshman year and I need friends and would like to make some without looking like someone who's lived under a rock for the past 328642058 years?
2. I'm still wearing shoes from 7th grade. as well as clothes from 7th grade. But also clothes from last year so it's not that bad.
My shoes aren't fitting anymore. Like, I can squeeze my foot into those pretty little flats still, but it makes me feel like those evil step sisters in Cinderella when they were claiming that they were the Prince's one true love.
Even though it's kind of impossible for Cinderella to be the Prince's one true love since in the Disney movie they only exchange...what, 15 words? It's kind of silly.
It's like "I saw the beauty in her sparkling blue eyes that swirled like a magnificent whirlpool"
Noooo, her eyes look like a toilet flushing.
And the sparkles, well, thats the nice photoshop skills talking.
Anywho, I've gotten totally off topic.
Thanks for listening....
hi. if you know who i am, congratulations, you've found me.
for those of you who don't, my name is Lizz. I'd love to be your friend so send me a p.m. c:
Seeing how I love creepy random shit, here's my favourite character of all time...or at least a W.I.P.
on paint cus my SAI is being a bit re-re.
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