lil ol’ me

it feels like my motivation to make any kind of art is in a room behind a door at the end of a long hallway that gets longer as you walk down it. what’s happened to my creativity?

i’ve had two moments of love at first sight. sometimes you just know right away.

i love my cat and i love a girl

i signed up for a makers market knowin i aint made art shit in monthssss. i thought i would lock in knowing i have a set date and the opportunity to make some money cs all i been wantin is creative energy and some extra money. i still dont know what to do to jumpstart the flow tho. it feels like a wall is up fasho. idk if its adhd or just placebo but its upsetting me and my homegirls.