tired after writing kwok essay, and pissed at my protege because he has decided that he wasnt coming for tuition after i rushed back so i could be on time. ideas for poetry, and spent an hour painting and repainting a hairclip, and spraying fixative on my sketchbook.
after all there can only be promises.
and the only ones you really keep are to yourselves.
well i've got one-- im buying a proper paintrush that wont clog so i can paint that hairclip peoperly!
mellie contemplated 9:20 PM
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