As long as I'm the last one to be probed XD

lol

Excuse me for being a perfectionist, but I am a genuine alien slayer, and I have obliterated thousands of UFOs. This is a common representation of one, but if you like, I can draw a real one.

ok im sorry you dont like my ufo but i like it and thats what matters to me sure draw one it will be cool to see it when you are done.

Hey messy... I've been getting those... thoughts again... the suici.de ones... and I'm in real pain... can we talk?... I'm sorry I don't mean to bug you... its just really painful, the voices are screa.ming in my head, they won't shut up... I just really need someone to talk too... if you don't mind... sorry...

of couse we can talk tell me whats happening.

I was haveing some trouble with some home work... I just couldn't get it right... and if I don't get it right, I'll get a bad grade and my hole future will be ruened!... but then I start to thinking... what future?... do I even have one?... if I can't get this right, now, then how will I ever get it right then?... I keep day drea.ming how when I turn eighteen I'll be able to get out of this nightmare... how I'll be able to just drive away and try and start a better life... but then those vocies like to twist my dreams and turn them into this nightmare! It tells me you don't have a drivers licences, you don't have a car, you don't have a way to escape! Even when you turn eighteen you'll still be stuck here, and even if you do get out your money won't last long! Espeasally with now ah days prices! No one will ever hire you! Your barely gonna pass high school! Let along collage! No one wants to hire a stupid teenager who ran away from home as soon as he turned eighteen!... no one... I'll be a bum on the street... anyone can out do me... my years spent drawing can be out done by someone even younger then me... I mean a fourteen year old made this amazing peice of art in under three hours... me I can't even paint... my ideas are trash... my dad can even come up with better ideas then me... I was working on this drawing, I had this idea all planed out for it... then my dad happens to walk in and see it, and he just starts telling this amazing story that he just came up with just by looking at it... is the point in life to try only to fail, or be out done?... cause it sure seems that way... I keep trying and trying only to be let down, pushed away, out done... I got so down today... I... I ate something... thinking it would ki.ll me... I was so tired of it all... I just grabbed something I thought might ki.ll me and choc.ked it down... as soon as I swallowed it I thought what have I done... I'm going to di.e now... but nothing happened... nothing happened...

I started crying when I realized I wasn't de.ad... it was/is so painfull... I wanted/want to di.e so badly... but it didn't work... why did it not work?... why am I still alive?... why can't I just di.e?... it's not like it'll change anything if I go... I'm a useless peice of sh.it!... why was there hesitation when I first ate it, and then after words I none?... why can't I just di.e?...

I'm sorry I'm so sorry I keep telling you this same stupid sob story... I don't know who else to go to, your pretty much all I have, who'll understand, the others wouldn't understand, they'd think I'm an idiot, course you probably think I am... I'm just a big fa.t stupid idiot, who diserves nothing more then to die!... maybe I just didn't swallow enough of the stuff...

NO DONT TAKE ANYMORE PILLS PLZ DONT DIE I CARE if you fell alone your not im here and i all ways will be van you are not any of those names you just called yourslef i never whent to callage and i got a job on my lunch break im going to talk more to you.

Van im makeing a pic for you and i found a song that goes with all of this plz dont do any harm to your slef in the mean time ok im going to post the pic at 7 or 6 look for it then just hang on plz.

i had some big family stuff going on im back now ok im going to draw then post might take one or two hours to up load if so sorry