Hurting my own feelings thinking about what i am and what i want. Want to believe in myself because that’s how i get IT

Don’t know how to pass that test. Not very faithful

Feeling sick at the thought of writing anything, just days after feeling exhilarated at the thought of it. Why god. But then this is the test. faith in the face of absence

There’s all this stuff that’s nothing. You know? And then some stuff is something

Decided about a month ago that it’s my year of fated encounters.. and it continues to be >:D

Every day I’m frustrated i didn’t go to art school not for connections or even to have “body of work” tho those are things i have wished for before but because i wish i had a foundational knowledge of every single kind of art practice and so i wouldn’t have to learn everything now not just to learn it but to learn if it’s for me. Whatever!