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So today was interesting. I woke up kinda feeling like shit and then the day was ok until DMACC when I really didn't want to be there and got those messages. Right after that while feeling really bad, this girl comes up and tells me my painting looks really good but it's sad. That pretty much made me want to cry. Oh well, at the same time I think it's really cool how my feelings come out so much in my artwork even when it's something abstract.
Tonight I'm going to Ames with Luke to talk to Bob about my tattoo and pick up some stretching boards so I can do my next canvas. I'm almost done with my painting now... good thing since it's due on Thursday.
In other news: I'm so god damn sick of stupid whores who don't know how to be alone and stop acting so pathetic over guys. It's disguisting.
But the soundtrack to Requiem for a Dream is not... I must have it. Matt- burn it for me... I'll buy you coffee and drugs. (I know how you work son) Pleease. :)
love and hate... get it wrong.
Tonight I'm going to Ames with Luke to talk to Bob about my tattoo and pick up some stretching boards so I can do my next canvas. I'm almost done with my painting now... good thing since it's due on Thursday.
In other news: I'm so god damn sick of stupid whores who don't know how to be alone and stop acting so pathetic over guys. It's disguisting.
But the soundtrack to Requiem for a Dream is not... I must have it. Matt- burn it for me... I'll buy you coffee and drugs. (I know how you work son) Pleease. :)
love and hate... get it wrong.