my tears collect like dew
man ive been so uninspired lately. next quarter im taking intro to painting and crashing printmaking, hopefully those will fuel my fire. i remember the good ol days of depression where i could just sit alone in my room and draw non-stop, basking in my misery. it is so much easier to create stuff when youre emo. that explains all the black turtle necks and thick rimmed glasses i guess. unfortunately im not digging the stereotypical artist. call me crazy but i want to be able to paint and draw without also wanting to slit my wrists...