Methmonkey

 I've decided to create a new gallery, totally in my own name.  Im starting to dislike the connotations of the name for this account, it started with a joke I had about a person that acted like a monkey on meth.  I suppose that its either a sign of growing up a little more or just getting tired of the funny looks when I direct people to this gallery. Here's the new account, for anyone thats been watching/checking up on my stuff: ~ChadPhillips (https://www.deviantart.com/chadphillips)

  It's been well over a year... but I have the overwhelming urge to smoke today and I don't know why.  It's like missing an ex that treated you like shit, but you got dirty together and didn't have to apologize. I've no idea what the hell I'm trying to say...   it's strange how an addiction that you've worked to overcome can feel like a missing piece of you.

      I lost something a long time ago.  I was so young that I couldn't even name it.    So now I haven't enough faith to fill my cupped hands.  This doesn't bother me all of the time, but days like today living in the bible belt is trying.  I hate explaining how I don't believe in things like bad luck from walking under a ladder, ghosts, fairies, unicorns, goblins, demons, angels, and deities.  It almost always changes the mood in the room.  I wonder if they had the same teachings that I did; that the devil is always trying to deceive you and that I come off looking like some kind of satanist.  I get these looks like, "You are going to h