Hi. I'm Drew. This is me doing life. Dealing with the hard and good times that come. And sharing every experience with you. :) drewdarling.tumblr.com
I feel like so many things are changing right now…
I got my tattoo, I got my own computer (which seems small but I’m separating myself from sharing one with my sister which is new) and sister and moving out and school is moving into a new section and I just…
Why does it feel so weird to move into a new section of life? I keep feeling different yet the same. New people are in my life and I keep losing people…
My small group has yet to say a word to me since school started and I had a total panic attack the first day and even said something about it on facebook and heard nothing from them. Which is shallow of me to expect but I just…they told me they would always be there for me and I didn’t know what I was doing and I feel like they just walked away…
And they told me that we would hang out and such and I’ve heard nothing. I feel like everyone is moving on without me and I’m racing to keep up. Why do I feel like the weird kid who’s still in high school?!
I always feel like the kid. Ugh.
Anyway. I need to go to bed now. It’s late and I have church. Night babes.
So here’s my tattoo story.
I kept thinking of things that I thought were important to me and I struggled with figuring it out. Then it hit me. Who said that a tattoo couldn’t be functional too? And somehow a color wheel popped into my head.
And from then on, it seemed to just…fit. Art is the love of my life and I don’t know how I’d get through some things without it. I keep finding new things to learn and enjoy about art and even more things to learn about art. So many things have changed and I’ve always been able to learn and work through them with art by my side. And it will always be something that I do. Even if I don’t do that as my job, I will still do it all the time.
So I went into the tattoo shop and she just…got it. I wanted something different than anyone else had and she understood that. And she was able to get that in a tattoo.
And then when she actually started the tattoo, she did the outline then asked another artist for help in the coloring and then I figured out that she doesn’t normally do coloring like that and then the other artist taught her how he does things and I was sitting there, listening and very interested as he was teaching her. So it’s more than just a tattoo about me. It was something special that I can look at and think that not only does it teach me about art more and more, it taught someone else something too. Which it truly amazing. Thank you Kiersten Lockwood for the amazing tattoo and wonderful memory. I really really appreciate it and I can’t begin to express my gratitude. <3 <3
So I got a tattoo yesterday…
I created a new blog! It’s called the yellow shoes. I share my art school adventures through my yellow converse shoes.
It has quiet the stories ahead.
Rape jokes aren’t funny. No girl is asking for it.
And it’s awkward because it’s a problem. It wouldn’t be awkward if it wasn’t.
So please. Don’t joke.
I can’t tell you how much it hurts…I can’t explain to you how bad it hurts…
You lied. They always lie. You lied…just like he did and I can’t tell you how much that hurts…I want to curl in a ball and tell you how bad it hurt..and it isn’t even anything you did! It’s that it happened after everything else.
And I told you so much…damn I told you so much and you left…they always leave.
Art history. It will be long and my butt is already numb.
Thank you for this. It’s gotten a bit better and I’ve been keeping up on stuff. It’s just tough when thrown into something so different. But thank you for the advice. I really appreciate it.