Rolling Around In My Head: An Elephant Disappears

Rolling Around In My Head: An Elephant Disappears: "Suddenly, I lost existance. I was waiting patiently in the airport, quietly watching people go by. My luggage was stacked up next to me and..."

Apologies!

For the people that actually bother to look at my blog I apologize to the boring amount of non-updates. If blogger had a blackberry app I'd be on blogger more often. XD

But in all seriousness if any of you watch my deviant-art account you probably are worried by the last thing I posted. It's dark, looming, and about a young girl with an alcoholic father. I'll be honest with you this is NOT a personal experience. I have never had an alcoholic father. But my mother had a close male friend when I was young that WAS addicted to alcohol. I loved him like a dad in a weird way, I guess more of an uncle really but the fact is he was a big part of my life at a young age. So having someone who was NOT violent physically but was incredibly unstable and often emotionally and mentally abusive towards my mother effects how I see alcohol and the people who drink it as a form of entertainment, because while it may not be AS dangerous as drugs it still can be unhealthy for you.

Meeka Mouse