My name is Elaine. I’m not going to pretend to be the first one to do anything- because I’m not that good of a liar. The most important thing one can ever know about me, is that I have nothing that important. I have an affinity for international films, glass galleries, and closing doors. I also have an ongoing co-dependency issue with tall, lanky, emotionally unavailable fictional characters. My best jokes come from early Sunday mornings, late Saturday nights, and unintentional double entendres. I don’t make it that way, I certainly can’t change it, however- the question is, are you reading enough comics? I have the occasional good day, though most of my days are littered with bitter remarks, cynical thoughts and of course in respect to the other two, beautiful strangers. I am in between being a writer, psychologist, criminologist, and perpetually failed anthropologist.
And eventually, I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down.
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hello you, ugh oh man this is a loaded gun of a question.
I believe there are connections between people which surpass physical attraction, but I think it is down to psychological, emotional, and intellectual similarities (or complimentary features). I sound really clinical, but I suppose those are the parts people believe to comprise a ‘soul’ no?
However, I don’t believe that people only have one ‘true’ soul mate. I think the world is too infinite, and there are an endless series of events, possibilities, interactions to encounter in this lifetime to rule out billions of others from the equation.
Also it is a healthier way of thinking (though I really can’t speak because the last boy I liked, I obsessed over for 5 years)
Thank you for the question by the way.
Thank you. I hope the same for you also.
Yes I see what you mean.
But the conception of this life, the start of it had nothing to do with me; so it seems sort of insanely self-indulgent of me to dislike myself. Sorry I am getting repetitious here. But I see your point and agree with you in some respects.
That’s fine, I didn’t think it was offensive.
Jealousy is one of the worst emotions one can feel (which I am all too familiar with) but if it’s any consolation— tumblr only showcases selected parts of me (even though I post self-deprecating text posts a lot). I draw REALLY crappy things, write really embarrassing trite teen angst stuff, the list goes on, all the time, I just don’t show it on here.
But I agree with you, I think it is selfish and self indulgent of me to dislike myself because I don’t feel like I contributed to my existence at all, and I have no right over any of this. This post sums it up
Thank you for the comments though, I will try to like myself (that sounds pathetic haha and there is no euphemism for it).
I know I’m not special (I can’t tell if you’re talking about the song lyrics or telling me what I already think about myself?? But I agree with you regardless)
I was just saying that I think my life can be summed up by it. I wasn’t trying to make it sound like “woe is me, this song is mine alone”.
Idk man I feel like what I am saying is redundant here because there is nothing to defend or disagree with?
Haha yes I was thinking that!! The theme I’ve chosen is “touch”, metaphysical, physical, figuratively, literally, ALL OF IT.
I am not sure what I am doing with my life or my art folio!! Case of art imitating life?? Maybe. That was cheesy Elaine. Ugh
Thank you though!!
Final year of high school !
If you mean my blog: Sorry, however, in some of my posts I deliberately make them <small> because I like being annoying apparently.
If you mean my handwriting: Sorry also, it’s just a habit. Also about the try-hard eye, I am so not drawing properly today it looks like graphite mush
Ah thank you I will try (I am currently FAILING at my experiment to become self-obsessed/confident but will keep trying haha)
Even though I deleted the text post here is me trying to keep the promise.
Exhibit A: Drawing for you
Ah no you are not bothering me at all, I am glad you feel okay to discuss this with me.
Well I can empathise with certain aspects of your upbringing (such as frequent criticism, often about academia, from parents, and a general lack of physical affection, though I think that is a cultural thing as opposed to deliberate abstaining on their part). Do you still live with your parents? If so, are you on good (or civil) terms with them?
Don’t feel the need to reply to these questions though, I realise I sound intrusive. I hope you are well.
Ahh this was such a lovely message to come home to thank you thank you thank you.
I wish you wouldn’t hide your face (on chat sites). You have nothing to feel embarrassed about, especially with people skipping you, as the majority of people there are wankers (literally and figuratively) and only looking for sex related things— but once every hundred skips I meet someone nice to talk to, and I am sure you will too!
I can empathise with feeling psychologically unstable/obsessive (I am really bad with this), and insecure but I am feeling better these days and I hope you do soon also.
I hope you have a wonderful day or night
Also thank you again for the comments about the hands. Maybe I’ll try more in the future though they are just torturous to draw!
No!! (if this is not a joke)
I have a multitude of physical, emotional, and mental flaws which are not desirable at all, and you are so much more beautiful as yourself (as trite as that sounds)
Thank you so much, I hope you have a lovely night/day.
