i realise i am just so fucking tired of everything. i tell them, "you don't know what i'm going through", and they stop the questioning then and there.
it is so beautifully ironic, because if they had asked for more, i would've divulged, and they would know.
omg work so far has been ttly amazing - spamming photos of self portraits in an empty salon, tweeting with my GFP cronies, printing all sorts of nonsense i love it.