so i start my drawing process
on my third art project.
and mom waltzes in talking about my two "models"
(aka-googled photos to draw from)
are ugly and kunta-kente-looking.
umm, excuse YOU.
i happen to admire their hair and shit.
even though you just LOOOVE the fact of hair that lays FLAT down
whether straight or plastered to your head.
I FUCKING DO NOT.
you're narrow-minded,
and that's very narrow-minded to say.
and out of ALL times,
when you want me to
"stop talking about it and just do it"
you say NOTHING about the fact that i'm trying to study
except "i want you to stay off the computer for a week"
and she knows damn well we're not doing anything over break
my computer has it all
LET ME FUCKING LIVE THE WAY I WANT DURING BREAK!
acknowledge the shit you've been waiting for me to do!
and stop nagging!
wow. AGAIN
you have soured my mood.
