It's just not me. I'm not good with aesthetics. I was never a good artist. I could never draw a person like a person; (stick figures, yes.. but not 2D people) what more decorate a classroom properly. Shit. i feel like a terrible teacher.
My mind is up on Saturday-school & gig.
And seriously, if you cant be bothered, so wont we. You forget us all because of ONE guy. you pratically shun us away, like we never existed.. you tell us, to go THROUGH your guy jes to contact you. what the hell do u take us for? what did you take our friendship for? if i were to follow my emotions, i'd say, GO EAT SHIT.
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