My mom desperately wants me to make art for her but also just kind of wants me to change my preferred subject matter and color palettes and style and entire thought process so I can exist only as a vessel for her ideas. and then she gets annoyed when I can't make myself do that

Having about fifteen psychological issues attached at the roots to my artwork is really fun because whenever I sit down to draw I genuinely do not know if I'm going to create a masterpiece or have a nuclear crashout that ends in death for at least one breakable object. Complete 50/50 chance either way

went out biking to exorcise the demons and somehow came back after like 10 minutes with more demons

I don't write fic for the love of the game I do it because there's a specific thing I desperately want to read that doesn't exist yet so I have to open ellipsus with a giant sigh of annoyance and start grinding

starting off really strong with the low self-esteem already hitting at 12:45 in the afternoon

In other news! I made macaroni and cheese with pepper, onion powder, and smoked paprika and it absolutely rips

I told my mom I didn't want to go to target with her and she got incredibly pissed about it and now after I spent 3 hours alone trying and somewhat succeeding to find inner peace she is back and still pissed. might ditch this house for the neighbor's front porch again