.Art is nothing until accompanied by the reiterated noise of a head colliding with your wall. 12am was spent painting and listening to music complimented by harmonic sounds of my neighbour screaming as she underwent her nightly beating. Her voice suited the tone of the song. This carried on until aprox 4am, coincidentally this was the time I decided to sleep. Sleep isn't sleep any more; sleep is the transferring of my body to a better world.
.5am and I wake up to the monotonous sounding of a single water droplet.
.6am and I wake up to 'house of the rising sun'. I’m reminded of coyotes then fall back to sleep.
.10.33am. I remember the time because I won’t leave my bed on an odd number.
.11.30 I’m greeted with a mammoth portion of scrambled eggs. My dad still doesn’t believe I’m eating.
.12pm and I force myself to engage the English c/w I’ve been putting off for a month. I put on my music, make a clearance and stare at the blank paper. It’s sufficient. I imagine the words. This continues till at least 1pm.
.1pm and I find myself bathing in my own filth. Personal hygiene has always been my first priority.
.2pm I’m walking in circles watched by a fly.
.3pm boredom takes over and I sleep. I wake at 4pm.
.It gets to 4.30pm and I wonder if I should make contact with the outside world. My attempts are unresponsive.
.Up to the time of 9.22pm I laid on my bed, taking a stroll around my room to prevent heavy weight gain.
.It is now 2.55am and I have wasted most of my night talking to some hormonal, sex deprived boy who's chat up line was 'since i saw your fit legs i couldnt wait to get inbetween them'..Its been entertaining to say the least.
.The neighbours have been quite so far.



-just so you know-
I'm 16, not 18. I'm sick of these 'mature content' signs telling me i am not of a suitable viewing age. I highly doubt I will be offended by a vagina or penis. Art is there to be appreciated not banned.

At the moment my art work will be looking shit for a number of reasons....In experimentel stages and i have to take the pictures of my paintings on my phone cam.

My other DA account is disillusioned-dreams
Same art work, just more writing.

Mood:
right now, i'm sick (fight club quote now) of everything being 'a copy of a copy' on here with all this anime shit!