nekare

Sometimes, I wonder if I started writing just because I couldn't draw what was on my mind. And sometimes, I really hate being such a shitty artist when it's my first love, and I would truly love to make a living out of it. I don't know. It's a vicious cycle - I'll get frustrated because I can't draw something right and then stop alltogether and then I won't get practice so I'll STILL suck at it and ARGH. Maybe I'm just emo today, I don't know.

And now I'm off to my twin uncles birthday party. Joy. [/sarcasm].