
Been needing to put this up fur a while, just found mah crucial which contained it while I was sitting here working on this stupid history paper. It was going to be my new avi... I'd even done a series of art with this look....
I'd been meaning to do this some time ago, and I've been so lost in doubt and confusion, stupid suspicions and hurting that I lost sight of my greater purpose, and that's a damn shame really.
Ahem... *clears throat and growls*
Michelle...
Do not confuse my depression fur anything of your causing. Your soul is something too bright and noble to ever bear me grief or illness. The kindness, grace and compassion you have shown me throughout your struggles and mine have shamed me. Far too many good people rely upon my strength fur me to afford myself the luxuries of mewling cowardice, self-pity and wallowing. Life is too short, our world too small, and Love FAR too precious and golden fur me to give up my fight.
LOVE DEMANDS STRENGTH. It's not easy, kittens and never will be. If it was easy, every self depricating punk pissant would have their heart's desire. Jealous people will not understand your love, they'll say it's wrong, it's immoral, it's too great a stress on your mind, wallet, or life. Shrinks will call your devotion crazy, an obsession. Cynics will say it's just a phase, a fetsih, foolishness. Those who've never known commitment like yours will say it can never last, you should abandon it, move on. They will ridicule you and they will mock you, and they will hate you until they've beaten you to your quivering broken knees. But you CANNOT give up on your love. You have to take every full-on punch, every knife in the back, every condemnation heaped upon you until you can't bleed or scream or cry any longer, and you have to get up. You have to get up off your blood-stained, shattered knees and scream in their faces, with all the blood and fire in your soul that THEY CAN NOT HURT YOU. They can flatten you a hundred times and you will face their malice cynicism and terror the hundred and furst with all the music of the ages burning inside you. They can't stop your heart and they can't stop your love.
You have to fight. You have to fight fur you, your loved one, and your children. If you won't fight fur their love, then they are already lost before they're even born.
Love is worth fighting fur. Love is worth dying fur. Most importantly, it's worth LIVING fur. It maybe the only thing truly worth it.
Remember this.
My loves, my family, little Washuu. I have not furgotten my promises. I will continue to fight fur you, all of you. And I will never stop.
Love each other, my family. While we all still can.
Category All / General Furry Art
Species Mammal (Other)
Size 537 x 800px
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Never too far away hun... Well, maybe I have been in some ways... I lost touch with myself, my spirit and my purpose, lost in my own suspicions and self-pity... sorry really... *frumps*
Again, Mich... not your fault.....*points* Mine...
But I'm here hun. I'm here. You doing okay?
Again, Mich... not your fault.....*points* Mine...
But I'm here hun. I'm here. You doing okay?
Something about the picture itself gives me shivers(the good kind).
You are right, again, love is something which is hard to understand, it can happen in the weirdest places and in the weirdest situation, it cannot be explained, and probably it will be for the better if it will never be possible to explain it.
You are right, again, love is something which is hard to understand, it can happen in the weirdest places and in the weirdest situation, it cannot be explained, and probably it will be for the better if it will never be possible to explain it.
*smiles and hugs you warmly* Indeed..... Love is magical.. as precious as it is inexplicable and wonderful, making cowards flee and brave men bulletproof... We can truly accomplish the impossible with true love in our hearts, Clark Kent becomes Superman and Wings sprout on the meekest soul...
The old days of blood and fire, creation and windy chaos... all are ours to demand the universe of.
*smiles* Probably best if we can never understand it..... Yes.... If we ever could...
The old days of blood and fire, creation and windy chaos... all are ours to demand the universe of.
*smiles* Probably best if we can never understand it..... Yes.... If we ever could...
Your words strike home as well, very short and very concise. Though circumstances be whatever they are, we make whatever we wish of them or struggle our way through until we die trying.
It's only a matter of how badly we want what we strive fur. Once the swords are locked, the final stand is made, "who screams the loudest and who gives up and dies", to paraphrase the warrior's soliloquie.
As always, I treasure your input hun.... Thank you. *holds your hand and smiles*
It's only a matter of how badly we want what we strive fur. Once the swords are locked, the final stand is made, "who screams the loudest and who gives up and dies", to paraphrase the warrior's soliloquie.
As always, I treasure your input hun.... Thank you. *holds your hand and smiles*
Thank you my dear. *bows widely and kisses your hand* Your words have especially bolstered my return to myself hun. And I cannot agree with you more. No matter what happens, I have to remain true to my word and strong in my faith and promises. So much more depends on my smiles than my tears. My misery can't accomplish anything, but my love.... now that's another matter entirely.
I'm going to move a world before I'm through with this. *smiles*
I'm going to move a world before I'm through with this. *smiles*
Thank you hun.... I feel every word was written before I did... truth of essence, if that makes any sense.... Not to be spook y or anything....
Oh, and thank you indeed, about the artwork. It'll probably be my avi fur a while to come. I have alot to fight fur now. More than I ever thought I would.
Oh, and thank you indeed, about the artwork. It'll probably be my avi fur a while to come. I have alot to fight fur now. More than I ever thought I would.
Coughs? *holds his sides and feels* You better not be gettin sick mister manses.... I've been doing enough of that fur the both of us.
Love... yes... it is worth fighting fur. More so maybe than anything in this world. In my heart, Phoxxie, I honestly do believe that love is what will save this confused misbegotten world. I really do.
Love... yes... it is worth fighting fur. More so maybe than anything in this world. In my heart, Phoxxie, I honestly do believe that love is what will save this confused misbegotten world. I really do.
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