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Just call me Gz. I love making arts, playing music, watching anime, baseball, and rambling.
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2013-05-14 0 notes
Source: SoundCloud / Gizr
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2013-04-20 0 notes
*nari ulat*
Source: SoundCloud / Gizr
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2013-03-26 0 notes
Source: SoundCloud / Gizr
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2013-03-04 0 notes
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Source: SoundCloud / Gizr
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2013-03-03 0 notes
MORE ADVANCED WISHLIST FOR 3 YEARS
-Fluently speak and read Japanese
secondary:
-Fluently speak German
-Speak Javanese right
-Be able to build, fix, and modify any vehicles
secondary:
-Build a tracked vehicle
-Draw good
secondary:
-Play music good
tertiary:
-Play piano good
-Play violin good
-Photograph good
-College at Germany OR Japan
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2013-02-24 0 notes
YADDA YADDA YADDA
Source: SoundCloud / Gizr
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2013-02-13 0 notes
LISTEN TO MY ANNOYANCE
Source: SoundCloud / ATGS
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2013-01-27 0 notes
Wishlist for next 3 years
-Fluently speak and read Japanese
-Be able to build, fix, and modify any vehicles
-Draw good
-College at Germany
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2013-01-21 0 notes
Time for apologizing.
You know the urge to do something, right? I want to talk about lust.
With religion aside (implying that I use religion), it’s a pretty easy thing to divert. But hanging hopes to an invisible rope seems pathetic to me. We didn’t talk about religion.
Basically, there are 2 ‘me’. A good ‘me’, always running cheerfully, smiling and glad about everything in the world. Just like the old little me. And, a bad ‘me’, being melancholic and dark, always disobeying, and never satisfied.
If I’m being good, the good ‘me’ is happy and the bad ‘me’ is envy.
If I’m being bad, the good ‘me’ cried and wept and the bad ‘me’ won’t stop until ‘my’ cry gets ‘his’ attention.
I never hear bad ‘me’, but the good ‘me’ always reminding me in monologue. “Good!” “Awesome!” “Yeah!”.
When I realized I’ve been bad, my heart cried first. “Why do you do that?” “Don’t do it!” “I’m scared..”
I keep thinking, “Is the little me glad for me to do this? Betraying? Cheating?”. It’s like I’m bullying myself.
I definitely going to draw bad me and good me. A little visualization, even for myself, would remembered the ‘what if’s for me.
The little me inside is happy right now, because he is the one who made me write this.
Oh, and get a religion. It’s definitely easier. -
2013-01-11 2 notes
The New Thing
So obviously the main reason for giving myself a presence beyond a twitter account with a propensity for live-tweeting shitty movies and talking about the sandwich I had or how I need to go for a run (which I actually do need to go do later) is to give myself a sort of base of operations from which to work on my new project. Said new project is pretty well into the planning/creating stage, but alas! I can’t do it on my own because I spent art class in grade school talking with my friends and trying to flirt with girls instead of learning how to draw. Now I’m old and lazy and can’t draw to save my life—but I can write reasonably well, or at least I like to think so. This is, then, as much of a call for aid as it is an announcement (with further details to come).
Source: thehivemindwrites
