One day, someone is going to admire you. And this might sound a little crazy, but they’re not going to know it’s you unless you’re being unapologetically yourself every moment you have the chance. They might not recognize you if you’re hiding under a glittery, exterior portrait of someone who you thought had it all together.
I kinda just want someone to show up at my door with pizza and Dead Poets Society. Does that happen in real life?
So I can’t do my math homework cause my duck fell asleep on my calculator..
send this picture to your teacher they will understand
California was quite muddy.
I just want to paint, but I’m stuck in a kitchen with no paint brushes, canvases, or paint. And my parents’ idea of fun is watching t.v.
When I grow up and have kids, I’m going to require that they paint something or write some poetry every time they desire to watch t.v. Cause it’ll just make them dumb, ya know.