lakeofblood

It's hard to believe that only a month ago I was a wreck of a man, unable to believe, laugh, fight, wanting only to lay down and die. Then, I've found true friends who have taken care of me. Friends like me, with the same musical tastes, with same views, experiences, fears, hopes and dreams. Someone who finally understands. Then I've found a band and in that band I've met my love, propably the best man I have ever met in my life. And finally the same week I have found an abandoned kitten who treats me like his mother now. I am going to rise. I am now fully aware how double faced some people were.  That I shouldn't be treated that way and de

I am officially an art student. Yesterday I've received news of my admission. I don't now what I've done this for - there's no chance for me finishing this school or even being an artist. I've lost my will and heart for drawing and also for living. I left country for a week only to discover nobody was missing me, nobody even remembered I was gone. I've lost so many battles and I am left with increasing feeling of inferiority and despair. I have no friends and I grow increasingly suicidal, although nobody takes it seriously. My only plan is to lock myself with a bottle of pear liquor, shisha and book and pretend not to notice my unbearable lo

Well, my life is fine again. Spring, warm wind, inviting and bringing changes.  I've reversed everything, cleaned up my past, and it's a new beggining for me. I feel calm at last, I can now defend myself from my fears. I'm free like a bird and full of strength. Going to paint something soon :D And today - photos!