whew 1 load of laundry done, dusting, kitchen floor, vacuuming, dishes and pots away- praise the Lawd, I'm on my butt again ;)

I love it!

Oh boy. I know how that goes. Have you made dinner yet? I'd have to say that and dusting are the worst.

How the hell do you do this? Its beautiful.

:) yup and more to follow I'm sure

i really like those faaaaaaar buildings way back there :D nice touch

Thanks, Anna. Pretty spread out city it is! =)

I love the colours on this, great job :)

Nice dramatic transformations. I like them all. xD I'm backkkkkk.

Those brackets are hugs.

I've been into a mental institution and I'm only thirteen. For suicide prevention. And I've had two different counselors and lost tons of friends. Its no fun. Thanks for the support, though.

That's terrible. I'm sorry if this doesn't sound very sincere. At one point of my life I'd been extremely depressed and thought of suicide, but I can't very well put myself in your shoes or imagine your situation.
I guess the best I can say is keep your chin up.

I want to quit, desperately to quit, but the old phrase comes up "Well I'll try tommorow" Then I'm back at the store buying my next fix.

Maybe one day, but yeah it's ironic that these companies (subsadized by the government) get you hooked then said government turns around and says "Op, can't smoke inside anymore, danger to the non-smokers you know. You'll have to go outside where it's scoarching heat or bitter cold. But we're still gonna tax ya."

Imma have a ciggibut. Scuse me.

I live in an all smoker family. It sucks. My doctor tells me I might be getting emphazima. Or however you spell it. And I'm only thirteen. I would never smoke, for the sake of my lungs. I have asthma, so its bad enough. And I think that the fact that I might be getting lung cancer is stopping my parents now. They've cut back, for my sake.

as well as this household... I grew up with smoker parents.... and then my sisters... and then I tried one.... and bam, the rest is history... and now my poor son pays also and I still live with two smokers, though not my mother anymore, my stepmother....
they do not seem to be willing to remove themselves from around my son when they smoke, yet I am.... how do I stop smoking when I want to stay here and be there for them as they age, and when I know, I myself need the help with my son sometimes?
I'm sorry for you WMG, and everyone else who suffers from it.
Some places will not even allow you to smoke outside. Well then stop making the dang things!!!!! If non smokers seem to think they can take over the world... or parts thereof... then go right ahead and see what will happen... ya know?
I'm sorry for myself too, and the bad choices I've made.
etc.. etc...
I never really go through my gallery, so I'm just now seeing this comment from you WMG.

Thanks

"weird lady" I'm sure is trying very hard to teach you, if you think she's weird, you're not listening
as for pic.... sad.. I dunno.... whatever...
don't mind me pls., I'm just an adult

No, she's a chorus teacher trying to teach orchestra and learn how to control over hyper kids... That don't know how to shut up... -coughcough-Katarina...-coughcough-Briana....-coughcough-

Thank you for the comments. xD

well man, I'd be weird too then... and you're very welcome XDD
story is: when I was in high school this kid boinked a chorus substitute teacher off the head with some silly putty... ya never really know where that was gonna go, but BOINK, it hit in her the head.... I felt bad for her, that's all.... everyone else was laughing...