when I get bored I will doodle. Not always on paper. I have had self harm issues in the past. using the pen on skin actually soothes the urge without doing any actual damage.
while the reason why self harm is being an urge should be discussed with someone that can help, finding a way to satisfy the urge without doing harm is helpful.
Doodling is also a great fidget. 😁 something creative that answers the need to move around when you can’t.
Excitement abounds I almost can’t wait Relax, I don’t want your baby I already ate Though I do tend to generally kill Kill things that don’t fight back I see this village What does it hold? What shall I butcher them with Fire or cold? Running from me sure you’d think ‘He’s a pathological bloodthirsty homicidal maniac!’ I’d kill kittens and puppies and bunnies I’d maim toddlers and teens and then more You see a wife? I see a widow But what then? Can’t you see? I’d kill four! I want to incinerate and decapitate I want to melt Want to melt some faces Watching the peasants…what do they call it? Ahh…grieve! I suppose that being undead there’s not much to life A soul is needed for loving…feeling… How does this all not make me…what’s that word again? Heave! You’ve nowhere to hide Nowhere to run Your village will burn like the heart of the sun! With infinite glee It’s going to be me That slaughters the world! How could I glare into these eyes And then not stab them? How could I stare at their loss And then not laugh? I’d cut him in half Then I’d graft His head back onto his shoulders Or after I’d lop it I’d make a puppet On top of a staff! I am a lord that is sometimes bored Have some urges and need to fulfill them After my mayhem I simply don’t…what’s the word? Care! The stench in the air The smell of the gore The carnage far greater than any war My legacy Death becomes…me! I’ll slaughter the world
My 2 cents –
okay I am in a silly mood. this is one of two great parody songs that the looking for group comic guys put together with an animated video for. I love them both.
It’s in the way she often calls me out It’s in the cut of your pretty gown Your come-on legs and your pantyhose You look so precious with your bloody nose We’re gonna come together We’re gonna celebrate We’re gonna gather ’round Like it’s your birthday I don’t want to know just what I’m gonna do I don’t care where you’re going I’m coming along with you Walking her home with the grassy field Falling and laughing at the drinks we’ve spilled Just one of those nights that I have to share Chasing the death, without a care We’re gonna come together We’re gonna celebrate We’re gonna gather around Like it’s your birthday I don’t wanna know just what I’m gonna do I don’t care where you’re going I’m coming along with you You know I love the way you curve Yeah We’re gonna come together We’re gonna celebrate We’re gonna gather ’round Like it’s your birthday I don’t wanna know just what I’m gonna do I don’t care where you’re going I’m coming along with you
My 2 cents –
Thursday is the birthday of my boyfriend. we will be 32 years together in May. Happy birthday Joe.
This one was pencil and ink with oil pastels for the color.
I enjoy playing with mixed mediums as it gives my imagination more to work with. I had to use something to make the initial circle as my hand is not so steady to be able to make the circle freehand. I found that some of the mediums are more difficult to work with.
Pattimouse 