AvantGarde

I’m in love with maplestory monsters. And their unamused...

Fri, 28 May 2010 21:02:19 -0700

I’m in love with maplestory monsters. And their unamused faces.

"Put away your bad dreams, daddy’s here. I put them away until daddy became my nightmare."

Tue, 25 May 2010 12:05:32 -0700

“

Put away your bad dreams, daddy’s here.

I put them away until daddy became my nightmare.

”

- ~Burned, Ellen Hopkins.

Hmm.

Tue, 25 May 2010 12:02:00 -0700

I had this conversation with my boy that kinda keeps coming back to me.

Him: Do you ever feel sad when you rip pages out of your notebook?

Me: Kind of, why, do you?

Him: Well like…when you get it, it says there’s say…100 sheets of paper in it. Then you rip some out and there’s no longer 100, but the number on the notebook cover doesn’t change. It still says 100. I feel like my notebook is lying to me, and it makes me feel sad.

Interesting concept.

Gonna go for a walk today; Try to last longer than I did before. Post-surgery is like learning to walk and talk all over again.

Holy cow.

Thu, 20 May 2010 22:43:11 -0700

Tonight did in fact go kind of bad. It’ll be fine though.

Grey’s Anatomy season finale, holy fucking cow.

Intense.

Sigh of relief.

Thu, 20 May 2010 17:58:07 -0700

I love having someone there that you can actually talk to. Someone who really understands you for all you are. When you can have a miniature break down and start to get really upset and they hold you and hush you. The kinds of talks that leave you, in the end, smiling. I’m content today. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with it.

Past note; I had surgery about two weeks ago; had my appendix out. Salute to anyone who’s ever gone through the prelude to an appendectomy. Ouch. Anyways, I’m finally not depending on Vicodin to help me survive and tonight, my boyfriend wants to go for a walk. Silly and all but I’m so excited I can barely sit still. I need fresh air. Fuck you, cabin fever.New tattoo this weekend, I’m hoping. Excited!

Also, I’ve been thinking. It takes more muscles to frown than to smile, so do bipolar people get mouth work-outs? Just wondering.

Will write back next time my mind is at work (doesn’t happen much, miss me. <3)

So is it totally lame to make your imvu avatars look just like...

Wed, 19 May 2010 22:39:00 -0700

So is it totally lame to make your imvu avatars look just like you and do cute couple poses? I don’t think so. :)

Are blog posts meant for about me's?

Wed, 19 May 2010 21:37:00 -0700

If this post is by uncanny chance your interest, my name is Kaden. Kaden Salem Donovan, to be exact. I know, I know, “You have such a cool name!” Thank you. First and foremost, I’m absolutely one of the cockiest fuckers you’ll ever meet. However, I dislike writing about myself and I really don’t show off — that much. So that takes away form my arrogance, I suppose. Call me whatever you’d like. I’m an open book, with a few pages torn out and shredded then burned. But you get the point. I’m twenty years old currently, and by the time I forget to update this in August, I’ll be 21. That’s supposed to be an exciting age, but I won’t drink, smoke, gamble, or try to enroll in the police academy (kidding about the last one, I don’t know how old you have to be to enroll?) I’m an artist of many talents, honestly. I draw, write, sculpt, paint, wood-carve, play guitar, play piano, and sing. I’m gay; Not the stereotypical faggy, flambouyant, all over the place ‘I leave behind trails of rainbows’ gay. Just, I love a man, gay. Feel free to judge if that’s your thing. I’ll have been with my boyfriend, or rather, fiance, for 6 years starting June 28th. Our love story is a sweet thing; Meant for another block of text. Bored of me yet? Not surprised. I won’t beg and plead for you to keep reading though; Here’s your breathing point.

Rest stop.

Okay, you had your chance. Here it comes. I’m not a father of a baby, I’m not a world-famous dog groomer, I’m not the producer of a famous Norwegian game show, and I’m sure as hell not perfect. But, I’d like to think I’m interesting, as a person’s personality is based off of how they see themself. I’m what you might call a modern philosopher. I have my ideas, theories, and opinions about everything. However, you may call that, in your own words, human. I’m an individual, not that common individual who’s different like everyone else is different. No, I’m definitely a horse of a different color. But I am, as previously stated, human. I like the smell of wet asphalt and the first day of summer. I do cry at sappy movies while everyone else is dry eyed and then feel stupid about it, and I will secretly dance to hyped up Swedish music when no one else is home. I think Justin Beiber is a brat, I did hate school, I’m not always nice, and I am possibly as lazy as the rest of my generation seems to be. In the end, to be honest, you are a whole different line of thought running through a separate brain stem. So in all actuality, who I really am is up to you. So if you’ve made it this far, why give up now? Maybe I’m worth getting to know, or maybe I’m already decided and there’s nothing more to learn. Whichever suits you.

I like to smile; And you?

Wed, 19 May 2010 20:29:00 -0700

I like to smile; And you?