theSASTA

Well... been a long time since I updated this journal. The old depressing story wont fit anymore.... so why keep it? Right now I´m trying to build up a space-scene.. u know... those photoshop layer- and filterfests with brushes and lighting and all but for some reason everything I throw together just looks pretty displaced and is somehow missing depth. Maybe I should just calm down and keep tryin´ ... Try and error ... If anybody reads this and got some good advices where to start off and how...... I´d be very thankful :B

Just woke up after another 2,5h sleep.....dont know whats wrong with me and my life right now. sitting at my pc again. drinking the "good"-morning cappuccino - smokin a cig. sun threatens me. its getting hot in this room .... at 9:20am had a strange conversation with my girl on the phone. listening to SILVERSUN PICKUPS (three seed) accentuates this whole situation. only thing thats worth looking forward today is its saturday. saturday = paintball day ANGEL pant already dressed up just 60 more minutes and im on the field.... shooting balls towards those who are not afraid of getting hit. feeling......................................

Complete and total adoration, My gift to you, my heart was yours, In ten weeks you shaped it, In one night you murdered it. Torn from my chest and laid at your feet, That first step you took was the worst. Since then you've walked a thousand miles in solace and short remark, And I still have these memories, But we'll never see what we could have been. Remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now? Remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go? Remember, cause that's all you can do. We'll never make another memory, We'll never make another memory. I wish I'd have died in your arms the last time we were