This is how i feel about my room. When it is time to clean my room, i fear my room. It's as if my room is going to eat me if i try to make it tidy. I guess my room is sorta like a dog afraid of water. IT HATES TAKING BATHS.... but when i actually get the courage to clean it, my room is a happy room. DOES NOT HAPPEN OFTEN!!
Well, my back is killing me right now... i mean KILLING ME!! It's saying to me, "ANNA, YOU'RE FAT AND I'M GOING TO PRETEND I'M OLD AND ARTHRITIC SO YOU CAN BE IN COMPLETE AGONY AND HATE YOURSELF!!!" Thank you back, thank you very much. Maybe its taunting me because it wants to be beat up because beating up my back = massage-like effect.
I think i'm getting better at drawing on paint. :) Do you think so? I mean, i'm not trying to COPY Allie in her drawings, but I find that her drawings best interpret emotions and moments, so i'm trying to get down that concept.
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