The month of May has rolled around and i am currently in jeopardy of failing art.
No that i'm bad at drawing or painting, cus im not.
It's because my art teacher is a bitter fuck and is angry that my parents can afford to send me to the school i go to.
Other than that.
I like a boy, the same boy but a different one.
Not the asshole best friend. The real best friend.
I have approximately 18 days to make that happen.
Good thing i have 2 occasions to get intoxicated and lunge for the kill. rawr.
to be honest i dont really know if i want to.
i wish i was less complicated. fuck my life.
sometimes, i feel as though life would be easier if i looked like a supermodel with DD appendixes affixed to my chest.
but you know, thats just an impression i get
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