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“Go Gengar! Go Butterfree!” Cakey exclaimed. Her real name is a secret, but her friends call her Cakey.

Butterfree and Gengar danced in the air and struck a pose. Gengar smiled and a haughty grin and the Butterfree shrieked it’s own name.

The opponent tossed out a Poliwrath and a Politoad.

“What is that?” Cakey questioned as she stared at the green toad. She brang out her Pokédex and it explained the origins of the green Pokemon. While she did that, the biker yelled “Use hydro pump both of you!”

Cakey shrieked and dropped her Pokédex. Cakey panicked and yelled to her team, “Quick use gust Butterfree and Gengar use shadow ball.”

To be continued…

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There was a Gengar in the woods. The gengar’s eyes glowed red as he lurked behind a trainer. His purple form large as ever as he hovered over the girl and yelled. “GENGAR!”

The trainer jumped up and lost her footing. Falling and being caught by the Gengar that scared her. “Ginger. What’d you do that for?” The trainer exclaimed, smiling.

Gengar floating, placed her down gently did a pose. With this pose Gengar quickly raced away and the trainer followed. This is the adventure of Ginger the Gengar and Cakey.

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The Sprigatito stood proudly waiting to be picked. It’s poise was elegant and it knew that it was to be chosen by any lucky trainer that wanted it. The scent of roses was irresistible to any newcomer.

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Journal Entry

Okay I’m going to do it. I’m just going to start showing my work to the world more often. Whether it be writing journals drawing pictures or anything else. Here is where I’m going to do it. I really like Tumblr’s layout so I’m going to try my best to create something amazing. So maybe I can use my voice for something.

Today was good. Got into an argument with my mom who I live with. I'm 26 and I feel so lame for depending on my mom. But I wasn't doing to well in the first half of my twenties so it's understandable. I want to go to Japan so badly. Emirichu and Pewdiepie live there. The artist me loves Emirichu's videos. She's so amazing and positive and like she just seems like…Awesome! I haven't used awesome in a while..

Today I journaled, did hygiene, walked 45 minutes to the library and all of that. Walked back, an argument ocurred but then my family member came over. That was awesome. I want to make stories with characters but I would feel kinda bad if I stole somebodies art. I'm rambling, but I just have a lot to say. Okay see ya everybody. ☺️

Oh and I’m grateful for God, Jesus, and tacos. 🌮

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I used to do this as a teenager. Write a story to a picture. But now that I can draw a little bit I want to try it again. c: My writing skills are rusty but I’ll improve. ☺️

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Yesterdays journal entry c:

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Journal entry c:

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Raichu Gijinka OC.

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I choose to make $10,000 from my art in the next 6 months or else I pay my friend $50. c: So May 20, 2024

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Bailu! ❤️

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Poem! 🥰 Go me!

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Did a drawing session with someone over fiverr. It bumped up my art I feel like. I’m happy c:

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Practicing silly skulls c:

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Watching a MikeyMegaMega tutorial from like 9 years ago. Fun but be careful, lots of show offy bits. Hope you have a good week everybody! 👋👋

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Reminds me of a fairy.

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So I just wanted to make a little journal entry.

I’ve been really scared of sharing my thoughts being put online. I’ve heard so many people talk about about sharing their opinions on something and there’s immediate backlash. But honestly I can’t sit here and just twiddle my thumbs all day. Every day I sit home and heal from the trauma I’ve been through. But I am mostly healed now. About 80% - 90%. I’ve gone through a lot of therapy and I’ve learned several coping skills. Part of me wants to tell people coping skills, another part just wants to write down or record how I feel to visually see my feelings. So I can affirm them and have validation in the fact that my feelings are important and they do matter. Just like other human beings on this planet.

And honestly I am doing this for me, so if I lose my journals I can always come back to this journal entry. This is a new step forward for me. I love art I really do, but journaling right now seems to be the most consistent thing in my life, besides my morning tea. Even basic things like washing up right away is rough. I wake up at 6:30, play video games for about 15 minute then do some hygiene. Honestly I have to force myself to actively brush my teeth or else it won’t get done. This may sound like depression now that I think about it, but I can literally change that right now.

So after this journal entry, I’m going to get myself cleaned up, brush my teeth, wash my face, gratitude list, shower, sing even just to have fun. Then I’ll put my floor mattress away and just think about life probably. But hey after all that, at least I did something with my life today. Probably pray as well. c: