I’m literally putting applications for things I have no idea what they are. Like how did it come to this? Oh, yeah wait, the government is being a stingy fucking asshole with their financial aid.
Should I go run or should I stay indoors and wallow in my sorrows as I watch a bunch of paranormal investigation TV shows?
I really don’t know.
That depressing moment when your favorite Tumblr artist goes checks out your blog and then doesn’t follow you.
I want to draw. But like..life is happening all around me and telling me, “no! no, u will not pick up that pencil. U need 2 look for a REAL job and stop dreaming that 1 day ppl will like or buy the art u create.”
and then I hiss.
because mother fucker you could put me down all you want. You can call me childish and treat me like an idiot, but god help me if you try to take away what I love.
My art, and my self respect.