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Feel free to ignore this, i'm just venting. It's nothing dire.
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It feels like a century i've known you.

For so long i knew there was something deeper between us, but we were kept apart.

Finally we were allowed together and i knew the truth, and any time anyone said something bad about you i defended you, or else i ran from them.

I listened, and watched, and tried to give you my all.

But when i came of age i couldn't run from the truth, no matter how hard i tried.

Now i'm learned, and i know you could do better.

I only say these things because i know you can do it.

You could live with us and get along if you would just follow the rules and stay put, and not fight us, but you're incapable.

You live and thrive in chaos, and drag down everyone with you.

All i wanna do is love you and keep you safe, and you choose to resist.

You always tell me you want me to get away and live my life like you did, but what you did has led you to a life of destruction and homelessness.

Unappreciative, and it shows by your attitude and lack of will to be here with us.

Yes, my mom requests that you pay rent -- it costs money to live in this world apparently.

My mom can barely afford the two of us, even with my sister's help.

I would work too if i was able or had a start, but that hasn't happened and i can't help it.

I would contribute, but for now all i do is clean.

You earn a check, you can use it to help us, and yourself if you would use it wisely, but you don't.

You say you will die one way or another, so you may as well choose the path that will end with you being remembered as someone who gave it their last best effort.

       I'm so confused.

When last you were here, you were so vicious.

Disrespectful, hateful, almost demonic.

You spoke down on my mother and sister, who sacrificed so much to try and help you, even though you have now involved police in my life, which has frightened me.

I have nothing to hide from the law, but the idea of legal interference in my life is very unnerving.

I tried not to blame you for that and instead looked at it as you getting help, but then you tried to run from that too, and nearly left us stuck and abandoned.

You were so mean, and even to me, and it took all my strength not to tell you what was on my mind.

If i had, i would have destroyed what's left of our strange relationship.

I had to hold back my flood of tears -- my mother saw me crying out of anger.

I hated that feeling.

I think it burns you inside that i'm not as innocent or ignorant as i used to be when you could wrap me around around your every word, and you argue with me now.

You tried to tell me i'm "just like them," but i'm my own person, and an adult, and can make opinions on my own.

I can see your side of the story and understand, but your ways are killing you.

You texted me on Thanksgiving, and you sounded so nice and normal.

I'm not sure if you would have been so nice in person.

The saddest part is i know why you're angry and that you're in pain, but if you would abide things would be different for you.

And when you tell me i'm too sheltered or too reserved, it honestly pisses me off.

When you tell me i should visit Utah, it makes me see red.

I HATE Utah.

I've been betrayed by Utah.

My Kitten is in Utah.

Lately she's all i want and she's not here beside me or down the street anymore, and it's eating me alive.

I fucking despise Utah.

The nature is beautiful, that is not what i hate.

It's the name, and the fact that it is a place harboring both my skeletons and my best friend away from me.

So i don't want to hear, "you need to get out more" ever again.

I'm responsible enough to take baby steps instead of jump out into the world blindly and get my ass crushed by everything that comes toward me like you did.

         I'm so confused...

I'm so haunted.

I dream of you.

I find myself wanting you to come back to my house, but once you arrive i want to run away from you.

Last you were here i prayed God would call you home and told Him i never wanted to see you again in this life.

I hate myself for feeling that, but i fear that if i see you again i will tell you all these things in vivid detail.

I don't want to hurt you, but i don't want you out in the street.

Sadly though you choose to be there, and when you're here you do all you can to make us want you gone.

         I'm so confused.

You haunt me...

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I'm disabling comments for this.
This has nothing to do with anyone on dA, it's my relative you all know about.
I'll be ok, i just had to get this out because it's been on my mind for weeks and it's honestly sort of restricted me from wanting to be on dA or draw as much.
Also you'll notice obviously, i'm drawing humans now and it is WAAAY harder for me to draw people, so it's taking more time than usually.
I'm going at the same pace i was in my Atlantis phase, but few know that because i didn't have many watchers then (and that's ok).

So...
I know you all care and i appreciate you all SO much, i'm keeping the tone somber right now because that's the air of this pic and piece of my mind.
As always it feels better to get it out, and i am proud of this art and will have something happier later.
SO thank you for reading and for the favs, i appreciate it all and PLEASE people, don't barrage me with notes over this.
Some people say i can come to them for anything and in some cases i will talk, but not with this one.
A fucking ALIEN with an IQ of a million would have to study our situation for centuries just to comprehend the sheer level of insanity that is going on in what i vent about.
You'll think i'm exaggerating, but i assure you i'm not.
It's just ridiculous.
So please, don't note me asking about it.
I appreciate the concern, though.

At the very least, please enjoy the art.
I hope i'm doing all right with Pitch ;__;

---DO NOT STEAL MY CONCEPTS, ART OR IDEAS!! I DO NOT OWN ROTG BUT I DO OWN THIS ART!!!---

Description
Feel free to ignore this, i'm just venting. It's nothing dire.
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It feels like a century i've known you.

For so long i knew there was something deeper between us, but we were kept apart.

Finally we were allowed together and i knew the truth, and any time anyone said something bad about you i defended you, or else i ran from them.

I listened, and watched, and tried to give you my all.

But when i came of age i couldn't run from the truth, no matter how hard i tried.

Now i'm learned, and i know you could do better.

I only say these things because i know you can do it.

You could live with us and get along if you would just follow the rules and stay put, and not fight us, but you're incapable.

You live and thrive in chaos, and drag down everyone with you.

All i wanna do is love you and keep you safe, and you choose to resist.

You always tell me you want me to get away and live my life like you did, but what you did has led you to a life of destruction and homelessness.

Unappreciative, and it shows by your attitude and lack of will to be here with us.

Yes, my mom requests that you pay rent -- it costs money to live in this world apparently.

My mom can barely afford the two of us, even with my sister's help.

I would work too if i was able or had a start, but that hasn't happened and i can't help it.

I would contribute, but for now all i do is clean.

You earn a check, you can use it to help us, and yourself if you would use it wisely, but you don't.

You say you will die one way or another, so you may as well choose the path that will end with you being remembered as someone who gave it their last best effort.

       I'm so confused.

When last you were here, you were so vicious.

Disrespectful, hateful, almost demonic.

You spoke down on my mother and sister, who sacrificed so much to try and help you, even though you have now involved police in my life, which has frightened me.

I have nothing to hide from the law, but the idea of legal interference in my life is very unnerving.

I tried not to blame you for that and instead looked at it as you getting help, but then you tried to run from that too, and nearly left us stuck and abandoned.

You were so mean, and even to me, and it took all my strength not to tell you what was on my mind.

If i had, i would have destroyed what's left of our strange relationship.

I had to hold back my flood of tears -- my mother saw me crying out of anger.

I hated that feeling.

I think it burns you inside that i'm not as innocent or ignorant as i used to be when you could wrap me around around your every word, and you argue with me now.

You tried to tell me i'm "just like them," but i'm my own person, and an adult, and can make opinions on my own.

I can see your side of the story and understand, but your ways are killing you.

You texted me on Thanksgiving, and you sounded so nice and normal.

I'm not sure if you would have been so nice in person.

The saddest part is i know why you're angry and that you're in pain, but if you would abide things would be different for you.

And when you tell me i'm too sheltered or too reserved, it honestly pisses me off.

When you tell me i should visit Utah, it makes me see red.

I HATE Utah.

I've been betrayed by Utah.

My Kitten is in Utah.

Lately she's all i want and she's not here beside me or down the street anymore, and it's eating me alive.

I fucking despise Utah.

The nature is beautiful, that is not what i hate.

It's the name, and the fact that it is a place harboring both my skeletons and my best friend away from me.

So i don't want to hear, "you need to get out more" ever again.

I'm responsible enough to take baby steps instead of jump out into the world blindly and get my ass crushed by everything that comes toward me like you did.

         I'm so confused...

I'm so haunted.

I dream of you.

I find myself wanting you to come back to my house, but once you arrive i want to run away from you.

Last you were here i prayed God would call you home and told Him i never wanted to see you again in this life.

I hate myself for feeling that, but i fear that if i see you again i will tell you all these things in vivid detail.

I don't want to hurt you, but i don't want you out in the street.

Sadly though you choose to be there, and when you're here you do all you can to make us want you gone.

         I'm so confused.

You haunt me...

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I'm disabling comments for this.
This has nothing to do with anyone on dA, it's my relative you all know about.
I'll be ok, i just had to get this out because it's been on my mind for weeks and it's honestly sort of restricted me from wanting to be on dA or draw as much.
Also you'll notice obviously, i'm drawing humans now and it is WAAAY harder for me to draw people, so it's taking more time than usually.
I'm going at the same pace i was in my Atlantis phase, but few know that because i didn't have many watchers then (and that's ok).

So...
I know you all care and i appreciate you all SO much, i'm keeping the tone somber right now because that's the air of this pic and piece of my mind.
As always it feels better to get it out, and i am proud of this art and will have something happier later.
SO thank you for reading and for the favs, i appreciate it all and PLEASE people, don't barrage me with notes over this.
Some people say i can come to them for anything and in some cases i will talk, but not with this one.
A fucking ALIEN with an IQ of a million would have to study our situation for centuries just to comprehend the sheer level of insanity that is going on in what i vent about.
You'll think i'm exaggerating, but i assure you i'm not.
It's just ridiculous.
So please, don't note me asking about it.
I appreciate the concern, though.

At the very least, please enjoy the art.
I hope i'm doing all right with Pitch ;__;

---DO NOT STEAL MY CONCEPTS, ART OR IDEAS!! I DO NOT OWN ROTG BUT I DO OWN THIS ART!!!---