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Details, details. This is another one of my "depressed" pics. I've seen a lot of people actually watch you but never say anything to you. I've always wondered about those kinds of friends. But I'm one myself, never has the heart to comment much, but only the heart to say thanks on my own art picture to those who comment. I believe that sometimes some people just don't like me because of my age...my personality...or is it just me? Sure, go ahead and complain about that to me, I will just ignore you. Rant me out, and I'll just read it and ignore you. Flame me, and I'll just leave you alone. Do whatever you want to me, but you can make me feel no better.

I know that a lot of you never even heard of my depressed side, but a lot of things are making me feeling shadowed...it's like I get a lot of friends at school, and yet they ignore me. I've even played on the basketball team; none of the players want to pass the ball to me. They always yell at me because they hate me. It makes me wanna hide in the corners until I'm 18. I don't really like much of this world anymore. Some people just wanna hate me and say mean and harsh words to me. You can be that way to me, or to the other people here.

I've always noticed that some people be nice to other people and always say hatred words to you. Fine. Some people just wanna rant you out and make you leave a site. Fine. And other people may wanna convince you to stay and don't listen to them. Fine. You can tell me to do a lot of things, but sometimes, you can never make me change.

This is why I sit up here in this balcony and think of all those things you people feel. Hatred. Sadness. Happiness. Determination. And many other things I always think about. Surely you can make me do whatever, whenever, and where ever, but you can never make me feel the way you want me to. You can always convince me, but you will never make me actually feel that way.

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I know that my depressed has really gotten to me. I only prefer to be online when there is nobody. I only wanna talk to my best friend ~Crunchinator . Sometimes I just wanna do other things. I'm being bothered too much on MSN, I seem to be getting tired of talking sometimes. I'm tired of talking to my friend on the phone because I keep getting duplicate messages. It's just wrong. I'm always being bothered.

But during school, I may be bothered too much. I'm bothered waaaay too much and I'm just tired. I don't know if I wanna give up on every website that I've ever been to. I don't feel any need to be here.

Since this art took my over 2 hours, it took me the time to think about how much I feel ignored. Even though you comment on my art, I always think that you are just saying that. I always think you are just saying "Good art!" because you don't want me to feel bad. Surely I think some of you comment just to say that it's good art to keep me happy. It's not. I keep having feelings about those who just say that. I don't really think you like my art.

And I act the same way. I don't comment much anymore because I'm afriad I may say too many harsh things. I don't wanna be a critic, but I feel this way. I don't really think that being here makes any difference. I can't draw traditionally; only digitally. I can't feel happy; only when a good friend is around. And I can't think straight; only until I start drawing. I just don't think I'm suppose to be here: I feel ignored, hated, and invisible. Do you really hate me?

Sorry for the long description, I just feel this way. It's not that I hate you guys, it's just that I think I can't really trust you guys as much. I have fallen for a lot of things made by friends that really hate me. So if you really hate me, go ahead. I no longer care.

Drew Bandiger and Art (c) ~Crashy-Cub

Description
Please Fullview to see details!

Details, details. This is another one of my "depressed" pics. I've seen a lot of people actually watch you but never say anything to you. I've always wondered about those kinds of friends. But I'm one myself, never has the heart to comment much, but only the heart to say thanks on my own art picture to those who comment. I believe that sometimes some people just don't like me because of my age...my personality...or is it just me? Sure, go ahead and complain about that to me, I will just ignore you. Rant me out, and I'll just read it and ignore you. Flame me, and I'll just leave you alone. Do whatever you want to me, but you can make me feel no better.

I know that a lot of you never even heard of my depressed side, but a lot of things are making me feeling shadowed...it's like I get a lot of friends at school, and yet they ignore me. I've even played on the basketball team; none of the players want to pass the ball to me. They always yell at me because they hate me. It makes me wanna hide in the corners until I'm 18. I don't really like much of this world anymore. Some people just wanna hate me and say mean and harsh words to me. You can be that way to me, or to the other people here.

I've always noticed that some people be nice to other people and always say hatred words to you. Fine. Some people just wanna rant you out and make you leave a site. Fine. And other people may wanna convince you to stay and don't listen to them. Fine. You can tell me to do a lot of things, but sometimes, you can never make me change.

This is why I sit up here in this balcony and think of all those things you people feel. Hatred. Sadness. Happiness. Determination. And many other things I always think about. Surely you can make me do whatever, whenever, and where ever, but you can never make me feel the way you want me to. You can always convince me, but you will never make me actually feel that way.

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I know that my depressed has really gotten to me. I only prefer to be online when there is nobody. I only wanna talk to my best friend ~Crunchinator . Sometimes I just wanna do other things. I'm being bothered too much on MSN, I seem to be getting tired of talking sometimes. I'm tired of talking to my friend on the phone because I keep getting duplicate messages. It's just wrong. I'm always being bothered.

But during school, I may be bothered too much. I'm bothered waaaay too much and I'm just tired. I don't know if I wanna give up on every website that I've ever been to. I don't feel any need to be here.

Since this art took my over 2 hours, it took me the time to think about how much I feel ignored. Even though you comment on my art, I always think that you are just saying that. I always think you are just saying "Good art!" because you don't want me to feel bad. Surely I think some of you comment just to say that it's good art to keep me happy. It's not. I keep having feelings about those who just say that. I don't really think you like my art.

And I act the same way. I don't comment much anymore because I'm afriad I may say too many harsh things. I don't wanna be a critic, but I feel this way. I don't really think that being here makes any difference. I can't draw traditionally; only digitally. I can't feel happy; only when a good friend is around. And I can't think straight; only until I start drawing. I just don't think I'm suppose to be here: I feel ignored, hated, and invisible. Do you really hate me?

Sorry for the long description, I just feel this way. It's not that I hate you guys, it's just that I think I can't really trust you guys as much. I have fallen for a lot of things made by friends that really hate me. So if you really hate me, go ahead. I no longer care.

Drew Bandiger and Art (c) ~Crashy-Cub