I saw the last Harry Potter movie at the midnight opening showing. There were so many people dressed up ( Read more... )

I can't go easy on myself, I never can. There's thorns in my head, all the time, telling me that I'm not enough. So the story is in ruins once again, crumbled and smoking. My art never gets better, there's something I lack. I don't do well enough in school, not even when I work five hours on a single project ( Read more... )