“Ugh I’m so sick of living here.” the upperclass white girl tweeted on her 32gb white iPhone 4S while listening to music on her 15 inch Mac Book Pro laying on her king sized bed in her air conditioned two story suburban home after her parents refused to buy her the 2013 edition of her 2012 car.
I woke up this morning feeling all right and immediately going to work on things, when suddenly I felt what was like a mild anxiety attack. I’ve recently had a lot on my mind, but whenever I try to distract myself from these thoughts, it’s no use. I hate feeling this way, and I hate myself for…
Don’t feel bad! You’re just doing what I do sometimes: When it seems you have too much to do and nothing is getting done, you take a break because you’re tired, but whenever you’re trying to enjoy yourself or relax that anxiety that nothing is getting done fills your head and you can’t rest. Alternatively, when you try to accomplish something, it never seems like enough. Here’s some advice: Goal-setting. Set aside even just an hour per day for each thing you need to accomplish and have an accountability partner so you stick with it. I’m sorry you feel that way, please don’t. And I hope this helps.
Every time I try to draw something poetry comes out instead. I think I collect and hoard fan art now out of a secret desire to be among those who have drawn it. Meanwhile my drawings look so bad it’s embarrassing, and half of them I never end up finishing. But what are the sides of my drawing folder filled with? POETRY POETRY POETRY. I have PAGES of poetry. I have enough poetry to publish a book and enough good drawings to fill a CAN.
Example: Trying to Draw awesome Naruto art and then this:
Her mind my butter
Her body my bread
Her blood a sacred wine
And from her heart
And from my head
Our love came to, in time
My precious desert rose, was she
Heaven’s nearest canopy
Her love for me came quietly,
My love a thundering storm
The seed inside her body put,
By love so cruel as mine
Grew upon her suffering
Her sadness, hope, and pine
Her smile shone a light I kept
To luminise my throne
The seed devoured, all it could
And all on which it shone
The climax of her agony - the seed I sowed took bloom
like you’re curious about something so you go read the whole wikipedia article on it and then read all the stuff the wikipedia article references and go to the library and read some books on it until you have all this new knowledge about a subject that actually has no real bearing on your life you were just kind of interested in something
Guess who painted these works of art? Any idea? The person who painted these pictures wanted to attend the Viennese academy of Fine Arts and become famous as an artist. If he had been accepted by the academy, world history would have been much different.