Sunday, August 18, 2013

Thank you!

I'd just painted this yesterday. It's for my piano teacher because; I AM FINALLY FREE FROM PIANOOOOOO! So, it's a little gift of gratitude. :3

Gouche paint on 5x8 wood. Think I'd choose a bad piece of wood, the surface were all rough from friction. :(

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

More gooey stuff from oliver tate and such

I'm rewatching 'submarine' again. I'll blog about it in a little while.... 

Monday, August 12, 2013


Sweet young love. Here's a playlist to get you going :)

Saturday, August 10, 2013

i know many things don't work out in your life. i know your mom can get pushy, because all mothers get pushy. apologizing and trying to do what is right, wait - what is right anyway? is it having a good paying job? getting your body clock to work normally or eating healthy (to love your body, to love yourself) is right? who should define all these?

i know, you're still inexperience and young and maybe your head gets fuzzy sometimes. who wouldn't? the world is filled with so many ideas and standards; what you should become, who you must see yourself to be. others give advices they dont even understand themselves - "stay true to yourself." but what is, when you don't even have a clue where to start?

i know, someone you think is great. but he's probably just as puzzled as you are. after all, he isn't much older and he couldn't have gain more experience than you. and if you think he's right, he's probably wrong; which is almost equivalent to both of you holding hands and running through a field of mines.

hey, what about friends?

friends? what friends - the ones where you meet every friday (or maybe even less) for a drink? or the ones that you meet occasionally to attend parties? are you really sure about that? you are probably sulking, because all these times of merry-making, whose going to want a piece of your sorrow? perhaps dunk another drink to bury all that sadness away?

what should i do then?

nobody knows. old people don't become old so quickly for a reason. those wrinkles, they probably have magic hidden in them. i guess, you just have to continue living and you might understand when you're grown up.


from here

i fucking hate guys like that. fuck you. fuck you fuck you.

from here

Friday, August 9, 2013