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everything ceramic that i make breaks
so i have remade so much shit it almost isnt funny anymore
i leave too many thing behind
im going through that period of losing everything
but i have been it for so long
and its getting worse
maybe its the sharpie drawings almost everynight
i have watercolors at home
and i found that if i am in complete scilence i can sketch pretty well
i did a self portrait
and a bunch of colors on top of it
i was testing the paint
it looks nice
i then launched myself into an abstract painting that looks a lot like the burning bush
i like it
i think i will draw things over it
painting really centers me
but painting in class is hard
i really want to start my own garden
im going to make lists of what i must do each day in ceramics
im glad there is no meet tommorow
i dont like the over analysis of hamlet in ap english
i think he wasnt exactly how the teacher says he is, wanting everyone to pity him
i think he convinces himself things are worse then thay are
i think he gets too caught up in the act and laspses into madness
he drifts in and out
i really like succlent plants and african american history
i wish i could create something that wouldnt break so easily
will anybody respond
to any small bit of what im saying
i wish i had time to make shirts
i wish i could just do art you know
but english helps too, i just dont know if i have my same old passion for it
i think im going to take cabrillo poetry
so who wants to see the science of sleep on friday
i swear i might cry in it
i almost cried in ceramics
its just everything
i mean everything broke
one by one each piece
and i couldnt fucking stop it
i would just put a little fix on it
i wish my room had a magnolia tree
moonlight and grass
and warm orange quilt
and billie holiday sang me to sleep from her perch in the tree
i really need some closure
i have wieght trainning ADD
and probably regualr ADD
or i have convinced myself into having it
lets write out your projects patrick
lets fall asleep
goodnight
so i have remade so much shit it almost isnt funny anymore
i leave too many thing behind
im going through that period of losing everything
but i have been it for so long
and its getting worse
maybe its the sharpie drawings almost everynight
i have watercolors at home
and i found that if i am in complete scilence i can sketch pretty well
i did a self portrait
and a bunch of colors on top of it
i was testing the paint
it looks nice
i then launched myself into an abstract painting that looks a lot like the burning bush
i like it
i think i will draw things over it
painting really centers me
but painting in class is hard
i really want to start my own garden
im going to make lists of what i must do each day in ceramics
im glad there is no meet tommorow
i dont like the over analysis of hamlet in ap english
i think he wasnt exactly how the teacher says he is, wanting everyone to pity him
i think he convinces himself things are worse then thay are
i think he gets too caught up in the act and laspses into madness
he drifts in and out
i really like succlent plants and african american history
i wish i could create something that wouldnt break so easily
will anybody respond
to any small bit of what im saying
i wish i had time to make shirts
i wish i could just do art you know
but english helps too, i just dont know if i have my same old passion for it
i think im going to take cabrillo poetry
so who wants to see the science of sleep on friday
i swear i might cry in it
i almost cried in ceramics
its just everything
i mean everything broke
one by one each piece
and i couldnt fucking stop it
i would just put a little fix on it
i wish my room had a magnolia tree
moonlight and grass
and warm orange quilt
and billie holiday sang me to sleep from her perch in the tree
i really need some closure
i have wieght trainning ADD
and probably regualr ADD
or i have convinced myself into having it
lets write out your projects patrick
lets fall asleep
goodnight