Welp, it's been a while.
A really...reeeaally long while.
I've been busy.
In short, New York has been my savior. I love living here. I love being able to see my sister everyday. I love feeling the way I do now. It's incredible, and I could never explain it fully, not even to myself.
I've met a handful of people, mainly from work, and one person in particular from tumblr. Ola is fabulous dear god.
I'm still figuring things out for myself, but I really do think I'm better.
In April my siblings and I will be in Australia. Together again at last. Growing up apart kind of sucked hardcore, and it's taken my brother working halfway around the world for us all to be together. With one in California, one in New York (with me finally, but mind you I did live in Michigan for several years), and our brother in Texas then Australia, we see each other rarely.
And now my sisters and I are flying out for our brother.
It's incredible and I wouldn't pass this up for any reason. I just can't let it go by.
Anyway, probably won't be on here much, kind of like what I'm doing now, but it's not like that many people would care considering no one really watched my stuff to begin with. Woop.
But that's cool because I'm more into writing than drawing, and my goal for the year aside from starting my tattoo sleeve is to finish writing my book before I turn twenty.
I know I can do it.
There's really not that much to say.
I haven't talked to my dad since our three minute conversation on Christmas day.
Our relationship is and has been complete shit.
What do you expect when I never saw him when I was living with him anyway? It's what happens when your father works third shift and you're both emotionally constipated.
Fuck that noise.
Enough with the pity party;
I'm gonna go see what my sister is up to.
I might upload some things later, but I doubt it.