Me: HEY! I KNOW WHAT I'M GONNA BE WHEN I GROW UP! I'M GONNA BE AN ARTIST! 8D
Reality: *smacks me on the head with a book* Don't be stupid, you know artists don't make good money. =_=
Me: B-But lots of artists on DeviantART get noticed and get money! D:>
Reality: Come on, look at their art. It's professional and it uses things like photoshop. Most of all, it's original and has TALENT. You, ma'am, have none of the above.
Me: I-I have talent...
Reality: Come on, look at the way you draw people. it looks all....squiggly and stuff.
Me: ;n; W-Well I guess you're right there...
Reality: Of course I'm right. Besides, with the economy the way it is right now, what makes you think that ANYONE would want to buy your art? =3=
Me: Knock it off bro, that really smarts! ;~;
Reality: Well it's true. >_>
Me: Screw this, I'm giving up drawing...maybe I'll just shut down my DA, I've got no place here. I haven't the talent other people possess...
Marshmallow *my homemade stuffed rabbit plushie*: Hey, what's wrong Cookie?
Me: I'm no good at drawing...
Marshmallow: That's not true. *climbs down from my bed and walks over to me patting my back* You're plenty of good at drawing...
Me: That's coming from a stuffed animal. You don't even have any eyes. How could you possibly see my art and judge it as good?
Marshmallow: Well, I may not have any eyes, but I can certainly tell your art is good.
Me: Like I said, HOW?
Marshmallow: Well, I hear you when you're drawing and...well you sound very determined when you're drawing and you draw until it satisfies you. Not only that, but you are happy with what you draw most of the time...however, the most important thing that makes you're a great artist is that you don't let anyone's harsh words stop you from doing what you love best.
Me: Correction, I DIDN'T let anyone's harsh words stop me...until now...
Marshmallow: Well that doesn't mean you can't try again.
Me: ...Y-You really think I'm a good artist?
Marshmallow: I think you're a GREAT artist.
Me: ;u; *hugs Marshmallow* I luv youuuuuuu.
Marshmallow: I wuv you too cookie. >,u,<
Reality: N-No! Don't listen to him! He's just a chubby little plushie with very little brains!
Me: :') *slaps Reality away...stupid reality trying to ruin the moment ^^ *And the moral of this story? Don't let ANYONE keep you from doing what you love...unless you're a troll that likes to discourage people. Then get the heck outta mah face.
[Wow...I actually was gonna post this as a sad ranting journal. Then all of a sudden, INSPIRATION hit me right in the brain...which actually kind of hurt...no seriously, I think that inspiration knocked a few brain cells outta my head... ;u; It was totally worth it though.
But back to being serious, I really was thinking about shutting down my DA Account, but then that little plushie on my bed gave me an idea and... hey ya know what, I think that bunny really DID make me change my mind about my artistic skills...Weird. o3o ]EPILOGUE:
Me: *ten minutes after all that* ......WAIT, YOU CAN TALK?! D:
Marshmallow: *went back to pretending he can't talk* ouo .......
Me: Hah, I must have been imagining that ^^'
Marshmallow: *whispers into my ear* You didn't hear anything. Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. e3e
Me: o________________________________o Dem plushies.