So, basically the story right now is, I feel like I'm in hell. I can't eat, sleep, or even really entertain myself anymore. The few friends that are still speaking with me, which is about ten, are worried sick about me. Sometimes, when I'm really having a bad moment, it's hard to breath, impossible to think. I know, it may sound overdramatic, and it is.
I wish I could explain, why I can't get over her. Maybe it's because I think about her so much. Maybe it's because I still say that she's the perfect girl for me that just doesn't really realize how devoted I want to be to her, but... no matter what the reason is... I can't help myself.
The Ancient Rabbit
I drew this while looking at a picture in a National Geographic. It's supposedly an ancient ancestor to the rabbit, but I forget the technical name.
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