i'm the girl on the escalator going the wrong way. the one who can't swim and ended up in the deep end.
my mother thinks that the arts aren't for me.
then i honestly don't know what is.
i was sure that photography was.
how come in this school, to be a photographer, i have to be a painter and an illustrator also? my parents probably think i'm a failure. and my cash flow is insanely low. he doesn't call or even answer my calls.
this is me in a pit of depression. i have a painting class next... which i enjoy to paint but hate the critiques. I know mine isn't the best compared to everyone else, but compared to what i have done and my abilities its my best. and if my best isn't good enough, well i just don't know what i can do.
all i want to do is travel. thats it.
goodness i wish i was a smarter person. i make stupid decisions and overestimate myself. time and time again.
my life is too real. far too real.
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You sound scared ..listen, all you can do is your personal best ..decisions are neither smart nor stupid ..they just lead you to where you are now ..challenged, nothing more..nobody knows what’s going to happen next ..events in nature do not happen the same way time and time again ..except perhaps the unrealistic names we call ourselves.
i'm sorry he's not calling ..sounds small minded on his part
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