YAPPING over nothing:;?!..?.;;

My main laptop stopped charging which means I can't really do my usual art

It sucks ass but it is what it is I guess?? I've been using my old crusty laptop from 2014 that lags so much and I also don't have csp on there so most I can do is mspaint without my whole puter exploding

I would feel kinda guilty to post things that aren't good at all but I don't have much motivation rn (sorry)

I've only really drawn oc art so sorry about that too

cherry bones

i met a guy to play louie at cloud 9 he’s got a curly mullet and is balding.. his so beautiful. this part that i wrote, based on the way my friend chio acts when he’s 8 pills into a night screaming zoopity woo and wobbling around like a praying mantis... i love my life. i got a tattoo, dedicated to my sister, i was tryna hide it for like 15 minutes then my sisters like ‘mum jarryds got a tattoo hit him’ hahaha. ive been setting goals and am on the brink of some major money if my up start takes off... im gonna get a little corrolla fuckin 80′s like 95 square looking motherfucks. i still want my benz and feel like joplin.. but maybe next year. i like these little white or silver hatchbacks i full love em and there like 2k put some venetians in it and race around at 60km in a 70 bumpin the strokes and usher and shit.  i sold four pills at a rave once. i dont want to drink goop no more so i wont be as lit as previous meetings. i go back to uni, feb 7th or 12th.. im making a documentary that will be featured in the film.. im still searching for a title for the entire film i feel like calling it blue chairs is to vague but perfect for a chapter/part. i love colour. the documentary is LSD:Lets stop doing. some people thought it was pretty funny... i want it to be as serious but as stupid as that part in harold and kumar one where there high as giraffe pussy watching tv and the dude smokes a joint on the ad then blows his head off.. mines going to be real stories of bad acid trips reanctments like those crime shows. death murder sex drugs rock n roll. im starting a little tshirt company McBain 83rd co. me and my boy croppas made up some designs in photoshop, there fuckin ill. like even if i have twenty left over i dont care ill just wear the same tee for 9 years. my boy blake and i, mostly me, planned out a buisness module and i’ll be making more money then flipping pills at a disco so it’s quite a time to be an artist... 2017 feels like this make or make year like nothings gone wrong, i hope it stays this way. “wanna see me turn into a super saiyan” i wanna shave my hair on the sides skin bald but theres alot of hair even at zero. i walk everyday and do a hundred situps and pushups sometimes.. losing weight sucks i hate medication even at 5mg, i got so beautiful for a couple of months there but every thing was moving to fast, i was stuck in an alternate timeline after drinking a bottle of 2007 merlot that my dad had before we made him leave... i want to be a wine conoseiur or whatever it is. something to collect and it pays off. red. i couldnt even buy a 2007 from liquorland, i dont know much but im putting my best conoseiurness out there.. 2007 great year for wine. i lost it in the bathtub just laughing listening to trex. i dont want to make you feel weird. my psychiatrist was such a babe, she left the service two weeks ago was my last appointment with her and we talked about the alternate timeline.. its a real stupid story but for some reason i fell into this state of mind were i thought world war 2 and the genocide that was implented during was my fault... fucking weird like i was talking to hitler in my thoughts and half awake dream. i guess youd know what thats like, everyones schizophrenic in their dreams, but hitler was showing me visuals of hitler toys and then of space and the world and then boom nazi flag popped into my head, idn i have this feeling voices messages like that interstellar movie can get lost in time with this sueperfluis ‘mental illness’ well my beliefs at the time... its not even frightening i found it fun. my psychiatrist refered to them as frightening and i dont have the paranoia which is good. 2 more months and then i go to tribunal hearing again and ill get off im to smart not to, last time i floored them with my vocabulary refering to it as the most contentious social issue and there system as a revolving door. i feel like its weak to be depressed and ive never been depressed, wouldnt mind to try it though. when i get off this cto and this run of olanzapine 20mg but i only take 5mg i crush it and eat a quarter to keep my weight down, im like 67 on a good day, my goal was 60 but now its 58. i saw a girl on the back of an old mans motorcycle she had the tiniest docs on and a helmet i couldnt see her face but she had the most undesribable positive energy. olanzapine is the best medication ive been on besides the weight gain. its all so calm.. to calm. i miss the uprising moments of disorganised passionate thought although being collected and chill is nice too even though chillers are boring and have nothing exciting to say 11 months of the year. i hope my tshirts sell. mums yelling ‘i wont have any part of it’ ‘dont go to uni, get a job’ but im on my journey and i feel like its the right time.. i need to make a feature film before 25 to be on par with orson welle’s life. ive written three films now, two are secret in my little black books.. ones a vietnam war film the other a world war two film. the world war 2 one will be when and if I have a bigger budget, just got this really cool scene written for it which was inspired by full metal jacket and god of war 3, so theres this massive hole in the ground and 40 or so a whole village (haha hole) is marched out there and shot one by one screaming there last words i want it to be in yiddish jewish and german and slow motion in my head its likea symphony of death truly disgusting and yiddish is such a bakcwords double edged language like the word “uglee’ means ‘of god,, and my fourth film im going to make is a biopic about my father and his father called ‘the pyjama gang’ about jockeys duromine and australian crime mostly based on my father arthur’s true story, its a little self indulgent although i feel like thats a directors voice, it will even have my father and mothers ill-fated love story and my childhood. im not eager to travel untill im making movies because the idea of a country to me can inspire a whole film so im going to wait untill my art is ready before i travel. i do want to go to one country this year, japan or new zealand.. i love my life. ive been training like patrick bateman when i feel like it, tomorrow im going to watch texas chainsaw massacre 1974 and work out throughout the whole thing. my friend asked me who do you identify as?.. i said ‘nigga dick’