The kindsa thoughts which are happening today:
This sucks. because all your art sucks. because you suck. because you are a bad artist.
Which is also why you ran out of music to listen to which you liked. Maybe you're sick to death of constantly listening to the same ten albums relentlessly because nobody can listen to the same 100 songs endlessly for three weeks. or maybe it's because you're a loser who doesn't even like any good music and gets all their music off their friends. and their clothes. And their love interests.
What's wrong with you? why are you too scared to get the fuck out of melbourne? why can't you make any fucking decisions by yourself? why do you never know what you want?
Maybe if you knew what you wanted your art wouldn't suck so much.
You're going to flunk assessment. your final undergrad art school assessment.
fuck this.
Which is also why you ran out of music to listen to which you liked. Maybe you're sick to death of constantly listening to the same ten albums relentlessly because nobody can listen to the same 100 songs endlessly for three weeks. or maybe it's because you're a loser who doesn't even like any good music and gets all their music off their friends. and their clothes. And their love interests.
What's wrong with you? why are you too scared to get the fuck out of melbourne? why can't you make any fucking decisions by yourself? why do you never know what you want?
Maybe if you knew what you wanted your art wouldn't suck so much.
You're going to flunk assessment. your final undergrad art school assessment.
fuck this.