I become ill with each breath. Maybe is all because of you, maybe is all because of me- but although decisions are difficult to make. I’ve already decided, It’s better for me to leave. 

Dear XXXXXX :

It is very depressing to see how our relationship fell apart.

When did you began to focus on your own interests?

When did you start to think that your ideologies were superior?

When did you start to think that the only reasons that mattered were yours?

When did you forget me? – When did you start to forget what I wanted?

 

All of my decisions and actions were based on you.  I always thought of how you would react.
To me, you were the most important person.

I always wanted you to feel proud of me.

 The sad thing is that, in the process- I ended up forgetting me.

 

I forgot what I wanted.

I forgot how I felt.

I forgot my ideologies.

Now that I want to tell you what I think, what I believe, and what I feel – It’s too late.

 

Perhaps it was my fault, for not putting my thoughts as a priority.

Perhaps it was your fault, for being so selfish.

Perhaps the fault lies on the society in which you grew up.

Perhaps the fault lies on the society to which I want to belong. The true is that the answers of these questions will not help anything…

As I said before: It is depressing to see how our relationship fell apart.

To be honest, I haven't posted anything on my character's tumblr. Shame on me, I know. But my story occurs within moments anyway, so I don't feel so bad about pushing it back the way that I am. I SHOULD add some warm up, though. But, hell, this project makes me contradict myself. I try not to get onto social networking sites, but I have to in order to pass a class. Whatever, I probably won't post anything until the last minute because that's just what I do. 

"Shit ain't all G with him no more, you ain't entertained. Since I met you a couple months ago you ain't been the same."

"Whenever you need me, whenever you want me. You know you can call me. I'll be there shortly. Don't care what your friends say, cause they don't know me. I can be your bestfriend, and you be my homie. I ain't gonna flex, i'm not gonna front. You know if I ball then we all gonna stunt. Send her my way she ain't got hold up. Whenever you call baby I roll up."

My benchmark is up and running and it's going okay. I'm finding that it is really difficult to write things like statuses in different voices for my characters because it isn't even like a journal where you're personality really comes out in your grammar and vocabulary. So, I'm using a lot of actions to describe characters and develop relationships, but it just doesn't feel the same. But, I'm hitting the main parts of my time line and doing okay at giving people an idea of what my characters are like. It's weird for me, I didn't realize how awkward this benchmark was going to make me feel. Luckily, the main event is coming soon so we'll see.

With A Little Bit of Luck I Could Have Danced All Night On the Street Where You Live. Wouldn't It Be Loverly?

Capstone is really coming together! Completed part 3.

It is for a photo contest. Using stock images you had to use one cat, one clock and one fruit. It took forever for me to get all there to mesh but I did. The strawberry though is placed in a fun way.