you win some, you lose some, you hurt some, you die some, you kill some, you *maybe* if your lucky and skilled and smart and hopefull and dilligent *MAYBE* you can even help some.

I really think I can do this. but it does hurt.

arts have been rare for me lately. cause theres no time in the day for drawing.
love is nonexistant except in the eyes of a wounded or sick animal.
all of my social interactions are internet based or work related.
and tomorrow i will be fine.
but right now i just hurt and feel sick myself.