the worst feeling about trying to draw is being a mediocre artist. You realize you’re not terrible and family and friends who can’t draw at all tell you all the time how amazing you are, but you, as the artist, have seen what amazing really is and you realize that it isn’t you.
- Mom: ' well you need to call them and ask.'
- Me: I dont think you understand how much i cannot do that.
Now I’ve got to go back to playing with the ordinary people. And it turns out you’re ordinary. Just like all of them. Oh well.
“It was an unjustifiable experiment even for oneself, and doubly so for a friend.”
let’s play the “how much time can i waste before i start crying about how stressed i am because im procrastinating my life away” game
