Fuck you, you "experts" and "professionals" who tell me such abundant contradicting advice!
Fuck you, prospective employers who are just not the right fit right now.
Fuck you, you pathetic Associate's Degree and your taunting of so much time and money wasted.
....because art's not fun anymore
....because I'm not doing it for me if I'm depending on it for income.
So in short.. I'm done. I'm done worrying about how anyone else would feel about the finished product while I'm creating anything. I'm done being my own worst critic. I'm done yielding to perceptive professional peer pressure. I'm done condemning my own effort and criticizing myself on a level my loved ones would never tolerate, could they hear my thoughts.
So if you don't like my work.. fuck you. Because I'm not doing this just for a full-time job any more. I'm finally doing this just because it's my passion. There are no longer any stakes to claim and no rejection to suffer.







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Live the Badango!
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Live the Badango!
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it just never really seems that way.
Individual lives are individual stories, each chapter with a happy ending.
Then we die, and the book ends.
And it all turns out OK.
This was the epiphany I had that allowed me to quit my antidepressants cold turkey almost two years ago. I get depressed still, (as it's a natural side effect of living) but I've mastered this disease called depression, finding it wasn't a chemical imbalance in my brain after all. It was just a combination of a lack of emotion management skills and the fact that I was still a kid, so I had minimal freedom and rights.
And I'm left wondering how many people really do have some chemical imbalance in their brains.
soothing, almost. perhaps i can take that philosophy into my life.
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{It shows what a society values, by what it throws away}
_we only seek what we think we know_
free spirit. interchangable. keen. comical. sensible. spontaeous.
have to fave some of those.
tnx for the compliment!
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