Aug 05, 2007 23:07
I hate worrying.
I hate summer.
I hate school.
I hate a lot of things right now.
I can't focus enough to draw anything.
I can't focus enough on anything really.
I want to be high. blazed. ripped. fryed.
Hahaha. That's the last thing I thought I would be saying.
But surprise.
Art fair today by myself.
I want Brent to come over.
I don't want him to get rid of Gustav. :[