I had troubles concentrating lately. I mean like, my attention span is sort of 5 to 10 minutes. And I hate to sit down to read uncomfortably. I got long legs, I can't sit still in a confined space. I hate being tall. It gives me these sort of problem, making me train my bloody useless willpower. It makes me grumpy most times. So not comfortable at all. My legs and my ass hurts.
I hate people who makes me wait. Seriously, think that they are some queen or kings? Those gotta die too some day. How can they just conveniently forget? What are they, senile? Don't freaking work then. You don't belong here, you belong in the old folks home. Go away. Wrong universe.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 9, 2015
It's Obvious
It's been so obvious that I am lazy
It's been so obvious that I am always doing things half-assed
It's been so obvious that I am always demotivated
It's been so obvious that I am unable to concentrate
Look at my last post and you'll figure it out
I have been trying my best to work on a story and I realize, my muse has been going on holiday for far too long. Reading books like Fifty Shades series are not helping at all. It's like my daily activities are killing my creative juices as well and I don't know what I can do, like seriously.
A call for help isn't ? It's so obvious that I just wanted an easy way out, which I presume is the same with everyone else. And we all know that the easy way out isn't going to happen. Miracle only happens to those who really needs it. Not for people like me.
Let's just say I am bored and I do not know how to continue my story, so I decided to randomly ink here and there and everywhere.
It's been so obvious that I am always doing things half-assed
It's been so obvious that I am always demotivated
It's been so obvious that I am unable to concentrate
Look at my last post and you'll figure it out
I have been trying my best to work on a story and I realize, my muse has been going on holiday for far too long. Reading books like Fifty Shades series are not helping at all. It's like my daily activities are killing my creative juices as well and I don't know what I can do, like seriously.
A call for help isn't ? It's so obvious that I just wanted an easy way out, which I presume is the same with everyone else. And we all know that the easy way out isn't going to happen. Miracle only happens to those who really needs it. Not for people like me.
Let's just say I am bored and I do not know how to continue my story, so I decided to randomly ink here and there and everywhere.
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