The unfortunate life of Riley part 1

Untitled Part 17

12-27-18

One more day till Michaiah's birthday! She will be turning 19 years old! I'm going to he really honest here. I am an awful friend. I did not get her a gift! WHAT DO I DO!?!?!?! 

On another note, I found something that I wrote a while back. 

05-12-17

Creativity and the land of wonder

There is so much out there; so much to read, draw, imagine and so on. Every once in a while we find something we absolutely love, and become so invested in it. We envelop ourselves within these fictional worlds of magic and mystery. Often times, I've noticed some of these things alter a persons reality. For example, I believe northern lights are spirits dancing in the sky. To many others, they are bursts of electricity from solar storms from the sun.

Whenever you find a good book, and you love it, what usually happens? You find yourself on an adventure along with the main character. Its almost as if they are alive and have their own conscience, and you find yourself in the middle of it all. You're off with the Doctor and find yourself in the TARDIS traveling through space and time. Maybe you're with Frisk freeing the monsters from the underground, or Chara killing every monster in sight.

Whatever book you find yourself in, or drawing, maybe even a series of videos, it changes you a little. When you find yourself looking at something, it will be different.

03-15-17

 Imagine this. Your life is a canvas. Life experiences are colors of paint. You are the painter with the paintbrush. As you sit and ponder, you lift the brush. You mix and match colors to your hearts content. The canvas is pleading for color, and you decide to give it what it wants. Letting the wild strokes of your hand take over. In the end, there is a painting set before you. Its made of your own hand and imagination. The painting tells a story, of all that you've felt. All of the pain, and losses. All of the heartbreaks, and new friendships. Of all the joy that you felt. New things that you've experienced, and what everything meant to you. 

Life is short, and the paint will dry.
Make a beautiful painting...
-riley 

12-01-16

She saw the stars and all of their beauty. So she decided to reach out to them. Life here on earth was a living nightmare. There was almost nothing left. One day she reached them. It was everything she ever imagined. The cold grip of reality slowly began to slip. life became bliss. everything was perfect, but when she looked back down to earth, it was nothing but discord. although she didn't want to leave the stars, she knew what needed to be done. She made her way back down, she knew she had to do something, but she didn't know what to do. As she her feet touched the ground she looked up at the starry night sky and felt hope. Hope for a better tomorrow.