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  • I enjoy painting because I am entirely ignorant of proper technique and all that shit. It’s something I can do just for the sake of doing without worrying about formalities
  • Pulling memories and feelings from our minds and putting them into art - like songs and writings and visuals - it magnifies and distorts that which was perfect in the moment
  • Kisses never meant much to me but I really miss them today
  • I feel sad again for things I shouldn’t feel sad about
  • I’m trying my best to be honest, and honestly, there are just too many complications to which I haven’t the spirit to deal with, and maybe I’d prefer repression because it’s simpler to deny myself than to address the attractions that I don’t want to have. I feel kind of awful about it, but I suppose that’s okay.