Today was so weird. I hung out with Anjela, K came over to my house unexpectedly. I feel like I spent 2 minutes with him even though it was actually 2 1/2 hours.
Im so exhausted too. I really just want to be held and coddled.
I was born an artist, I will live as a creation and I will die as a fucking masterpiece
(My thoughts at 2:02 AM)
i’m reading about my painting class and it’s stressing me the hell out
i knew this would be a challenge but i didn’t expect it to be so intense