I have a long ways to go...
Tbh, although I love art and spend a lot of my time doing it I've never thought of taking it seriously... Not even once.
I enjoy it.
It's my meditation. It's like that friend that u need and want around and even though you realise they have feelings for you, you put it in a box and throw it in the friend zone... That's what art is to me. A superficial friend who wants to be more than friends but I'm like "nahhhh bro, I'm doing science." #savage
But it does make me feel a bit sad how I'm letting it wither within the bowls of my heart.
It's silent and does what it's told and it comes at my every beck and call #bootycall
And when I don't need it, it just stays in its shackles and quietly sits there, waiting.
Waiting for the day when I'll finally grab society-norms by the horns and take the bullet to be different. To dare to be me and shed my colours. I'm not gay or bi or anything so fickle. I'm just a Haku (Naruto reference right there).
I wear a mask although I neither think it's beautiful or ugly. But I've gotten so use to it that sometimes I forget I'm wearing it.
Haha I say all this and the first thing I wrote was "I still have a long ways to go". I guess I'm going to be trampling on arts feelings for a while longer.
I feel so bad...
Ahhh fk it.