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It takes time. You have to let your hand muscles learn to work with your eyes, and eventually you can react to something and put it on the paper much easier.
Also, last one of the night:
Linework finished, flat colors finished, some shading done.
It takes time. You have to let your hand muscles learn to work with your eyes, and eventually you can react to something and put it on the paper much easier.
@S☼ls†i☾e Pretty much that. An artist needs to go through a lot of refining before anything they make is acceptable. I've been drawing since I was a child, but I've heard it takes years to develop.
Eh I'm a pretty open person.
I completely fucked up my relationship with my boyfriend.
Thursday night we got into a huge argument, then I threatened to kill myself and actually tried. I was sent to a ward for 4 days and got out yesterday.
I went to talk to him, and after what happened, he doesn't see the relationship ever being the same and he admitted to not really being in love with me anymore because of what I did. He still offered to be there for me as a friend, but it just really hurts.
It's completely my fault, because I am so impulsive and stupid. He was the most amazing guy ever, and he treated me like a queen. I did nothing but hurt him and push him away. He is scared that if we do continue going out and we get into another argument, I may try it again and succeed.
I wish I would've just calmed down that night. We may still be together. I blame myself for this and I feel like a total fuck up. I'm not depressed about being dumped, I'm depressed because I know if I would've acted more rational, we would still be together. I made him so happy when I was in a good mood and he loved me to death.
I have borderline, which is really difficult to deal with and it seems to be getting worse.
I don't know what I need or want anymore. I just feel rather useless and like I fucked up something so perfect. Sorry for flooding the thread with my "whiny bullshit", I just don't have any other form of contact. I don't have any friends off the internet, I just lost my boyfriend and I have no siblings. I don't go to college either because I suck at learning and dropped out.
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