Fuuuh, I feel like I haven't drawn anything in years, when in reality it has only been maybe a week or two.

I have so much work I have to do here at home, cooking, cleaning, laundry, electrical repair, by the time I can actually sit down and relax I'm too tired to work on anything.

And the guilt about it eats me up so badly on the inside.
I mean, drawing is the only thing I can do right in my life and now I don't have the time to do it!

It just infuriates me, even now I still have so much work to do and then I have to be up at five thirty in the morning to see my husband off to work, I still have to write my statement for our legal matter, just finished dishes, barely going to shower.

I remember when I was just left alone for years in my dark room doing nothing but drawing and enjoying that like no other motherfucker could, then I met a guy and something I thought would never happen happened and now I'm a wife.

What the fuck life?
Gah, I'm just venting.

I really don't want to do anything on tumblr right now because people are just morons about Penguins for some reason this month. I mean, I fucking love PoM but I have got enough unnecessary drama and stupid people in my life, I don't want more.

Here's to hoping I can draw something again soon, I think I'm going mad from the lack of drawing fun times.

-- Tsu