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i hate you, paint! curse paint, for the fact i really dont know how to. if only people knew how much i dread the different hue's of god damn blues, and where to place them on the human body for that three dimensional effect. someone talked a little sense into me yesterday, telling me that it's not as hard as it seems. i said, "dont give me that bullshit if you can draw, you can paint." he said it was true. i denied him, and his lack of intelligence. only he doesn't have a lack of intelligence, he's fucking brilliant. he's smarter than i! which really isn't that hard to be, if i may add. he told me "you're painting and you say FUCK THIS IS NOT AN OPEN DOOR, THIS IS NOT A FACE!"rage.no honey, it is a door, this is a face. place the darks where the darks go and the lights where the lights go. is this dark enough?! no. so make it darker." i told him, but i cant see values. i make everything too dark!" then he told me, "women cant see value as well as men do." i asked if it was scientifically proven. "yes". "well that fucking explains everything," i said.
my love life is pretty boring, all these triangles and shit. you start off, think it's going smooth, and you dont really notice that the point you started from, point A, point "i'm so happy to have someone," is traveling down beneath you, and WAM! you hit one of those god damn 90 degree angles. one guy that loves me too much, and one guy that doesn't love me at all, yet.