UUUgh Jesus christ, I went through 5+ years of artwork the other day, and man I'm pretty sure most of the shit I have on here isn't even showing what kind of visual artist I really am, truly. its pretty sad, I feel im not representing myself accurately, and I already have to rely on meaningless little words to express this, as if thats not inaccurate enough. My lover returns tomorrow and for most of the day I'll be selling this vessel to a coporate asshole, Subway.
Panikk attacks are strange little things. I feel a lot better since almost breakin my hand and screaming 'fuck' at my posessions. Maybe tomorrow I'll smash some ceramic. Thats some real fucking emotional art.
I got a couple awards from a coworker. Least Dramatic and Best Sharer.
I hate Subway.

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and end with an innocent

Seee ya C:
and a smiley face



PS I care way to much about what people think




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