standstill
i'm drowning in my uni applications, and at this stage i don't really care where i'll end up. one of those potholes, i suppose. suddenly i don't remember a time where i wanted so badly to do art, or anything. it's gets difficult to remember if such moments ever existed? whoaa. i think i have lost a lot of good things along the way, but maybe i've become a happier person to trade for it.