Heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says "Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says "But, doctor...I am Pagliacci." Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains. Fade to black.
Fuck
I’ve pretty much just said goodbye to her, and the only person who’s been there for me recently is now no where to be seen. I know it’s rude to expect that of L, but she said she be there. And I really need her.
I feel like my insides have been torn out and put in the wrong places.
I feel so alone.
Well, I feel shit.
Everything has broken down. The floodgates have opened.
Been into city with L today. It was nice, she makes me smile… Laugh even. It’s been too long since someone has been able to that. Faith in humanity slightly restored, I just get the feeling I’m bothering her with all my shit, and that she didn’t really want to come and see me today. She seemed pretty quick to get away.
I don’t know, maybe it’s just me. Maybe I’m just over thinking things. I don’t know.
Stay rad.
Moon Knight & The Avengers - Alex Maleev
(via awyeahcomics)
My cat is proper pissed with me for no reason what so ever. I can’t help but picture him in red.
Welcome to my life.
Well, where to begin…
Currently, it’s 4am. I’m lounging on my sofa, cup of coffee in hand and watching Dale’s Supermarket Sweep. I miss this program, it was good. Currently no motivation to do anything. Average night. Buttered toast would go down well. I’m going to be using this blog to share with you my drawings, the occasional song I finish and actually like and also vent out anything of any significance on my mind.
My name is Proxy.
Stay rad.
