i started painting again but now my canvas just sits in the corner of my cramped apartment, half-finished while my friends are posting gallery openings and commissions. i thought i could create something worth sharing but its like my inspiration just ghosted me and i cant even afford the good brushes anyway.
just spent the whole weekend trying to learn the ukulele because honestly how hard could it be, right? literally five minutes in and my fingers were sore and i realized i might actually need a lesson or something.
sat through an entire conversation about how much someone loves olives and now I’m questioning my life choices like do I even like food or am I just here for the breadsticks, this is not a healthy thought process, who does that to a person?
sat through an entire conversation about how much someone loves olives and now I’m questioning my life choices like do I even like food or am I just here for the breadsticks, this is not a healthy thought process, who does that to a person?
just got the results from that weird skin thing i was freaking out about and it turns out it was nothing serious, like really, nothing, i was so ready to panic but now i feel so light and happy, like how did this even work out.