Life is not kicking me in tha balls. I'm grateful to the universe for letting its boot off my neck. Now I can focus on the important: cultivating my off-putting personality.
But I suppose that is not my problem :3
My voice sounds like an alien's. There is something so familiar yet strange to my face. My tummy is full of hair. I hope this doesn't mean anything.
It's a lamb because i'm literally Jesus Christ
How do you even write?
Same as last year
Why does one beer make me feel like this
I'm happy anyway.
I can be positive about something. No longer artblocked. Currently Artmaxxing.
And times change so fast. I'm keeping up with everything. Wining the IDGAF war and losing it
I'm soooo dumb dumb. I can't read. Knowledge just enters my head and never leaves. Too much theory, little time.
I can't wait to be known as the new messiah. I want a gun on my shoulder and God's army. We will make Kingdom of Heavens on Earth.
Dear whatever... Summer sucks and it always did. I didn't even go to the beach once. Mostly because I hate it. Been doomwatching lots of films. Been doomreading Stone Butch Blues. I'm not even bored I'm just so lazy.
Cleaning, putting some order in my life. I'm not the problem, my room is. My desk looks like a dumpster because I don't have a good system to organize. It is so tiring. Everytime I finish one thing, there comes another. It does not end. Moving in 3 weeks does not help. Half of my objects will be gone to my new house and they are being a real pain in the ass.
College is right there, but I can't see it yet. I'm kinda looking forward to it. But at the same time, I love life in my hometown. It's like choosing between mom and dad in a loving, nurturing family.