LoneWolfLuke

The sheep live a comfortable life protected and nurtured by their shepherds; but it is only the wolves who are truly free, for in the end the shepherd still leads the sheep to slaughter. LoneWolfLuke

Wolves were never intended to be solitary animals, but through some cruel twist it seems my fate is to be alone and unloved for all my days. And the more I try to fight this fate the more pain I seem to bring upon myself. The lonlieness creates a void within me and the no matter how hard I try to fill it with trucks, guns, and drunken one night stands, I can't even come close to filling it. I'm not by any means suicidal so there's no need to worry about me hurting myself, I just feel defeated, and a little depressed. I just had to tell somebody, even if nobody reads this just posting it makes me feel a little better :)

As anyone who watches me probably knows I'm not your normal artist. And I came to that conclusion again when I found myself using a 1911 pistol magazine (the kind for holding bullets, not the kind you read) as a straight edge while I was drawing. Has anyone else ever done this? Or things similar?