heh.. so internet, this is what my broken heart looks like. I thought I had lost the faculty to cry, thankfully I was wrong or I would've exploded. I spent the rest of the afternoon cursing every name I knew, indulging the worst thoughts I've ever conjured, and filling the stream with my bitterness.
The Great Adventure had violently collapsed. I'll probably be mending for a long time to come.
I havnt cried since
Stick is just a stick now.
EDIT 2012: yeah, that was a shitty day. taught me a lot though. and I dont hate John Eldredge anymore.
I just think someone has to.
Also I didn't care for his books at all.
Not so much the message, which I found very "meh", more the writing itself. It was a bit of a pain to read.
I don't know if I'm just trying to find something "deep" where there isn't but... "Stick is just a stick now."
Man... That sounds like you lost something very important that day.
Just in case?
Also I didn't care for his books at all.
Not so much the message, which I found very "meh", more the writing itself. It was a bit of a pain to read.
Man... That sounds like you lost something very important that day.
Awesome art as always :D