I just wanna get high and not worry about being 24 with no idea how to get what I want in life. Where’s my sense of purpose?

sometimes the best part of having a degree in illustration is the ability to draw your own smut

I really need to get on finding a tattoo artist for my next piece. Anyone have a favorite in Boston?

sick but still horny

nicknaming myself “Betch” in pokemon y has been the best idea of my 23rd year on earth thus far

I should say

it’s sometimes like talking to a brick wall. other times it’s like talking to the moment after a kiss

hey but I just really want my new barbells to come in

I wrote a poem

I realized today, just now
that I’m not like my mother,
her soft guiding hand
and staunch loving mind
No I am her mother
the dreamer
the selfish vagabond dancer
forgetful but well-meaning
set in our ways and our vices

my mac keeps dying and it’s really fucking with my day because I need it to paint. Someone gimme two grand for a new one. I’ll get naked for you or something

I dont know what the fuck is going on