Bubbliebumi

Mom, my mother. The lady up stairs that keep track of my well being, the woman that raised me to be her daughter, with protection, wishes and love. Just called me an artist. I don't know if I should jump of happiness or cry because she sees me as what I always have wanted to be. An artist. Why she called me it was because she found some drawings I did last year. With those drawings at my hand I can only become better and stronger. I feel such immense love and passion from my mother's behalf. I found my call a long time ago, I was 13 when I began, it was a road as difficult as the storms but, I found it. I am happy I could express myself

*A* I got to upload one of fifty drawings I wanted to upload. :D Hurray. :D

The tittle explains it all, I can't upload any photos, it is annoying but yeah. I can't upload anything and I am pretty annoyed. It is just common me. It's common me with my phone being an asswipe and not acting as I want it to. Sadly, I have thrown it into the bed and now I won't even look at it. :P Well well...uhm. See ya Bubbles <3