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I hate when people are overly immature. Stuff happens, get over it. People change, circumstances arise and you move on.
Now I wish I could follow my own advice.
Go blood splattering art sketchbook. My mother told me I was over analyzing my OWN ORIGINAL piece of art. I'm sorry if it has too much symbolism for you, Mom. Haha... I felt like a loser when she told me that.
Anyways, it's meaningful to me.
Why does it feel like I have to keep looking over my shoulder in my basement? I've been creeped out all night.