I don’t want it to seem like I’m using this as an excuse or anything but whoops I don’t know how to finish the sentence because that’s exactly what I’m doing: I’m only sixteen! Give me a break. It’s not going to be perfect, and I don’t really care if it is, because I do it for fun. It’s fun illustrating my thoughts or just little things that I find funny. The quality of the drawings isn’t what I’m focusing on. So as long as you can understand what it is that I’m drawing exactly, I think I already have “learned to draw”
One time on my bus in middle school my thigh accidentally rubbed up against another boy’s thigh.
I always feel uneasy saying my age on here, because I’m afraid it makes people uncomfortable for some reason, but I’m sixteen. I have Yu-Gi-Oh cards to prove it.
Right now I’m crying while listening to Robyn. I’m dancing a little too, which somehow makes me an even sadder sight.
I think I like classical music. I mean I’m not quite sure what qualifies music as classical, Glenn Branca’s music is considered modern classical and I like him, but I’m not sure if that’s the same thing? I like Steve Reich too.