Ghawawawa!!!! Wheee!!! Why?!!!!! Bohoohoo!

My scanner broke and I cant submit anymore of my art! What shall I do? How will I live? If I cant share my art with the world life has no meaning anymore!!!!!

Waterfalls of tears are flowing out of eyes because of this dispare! What am I to do??? All I have left is my whining and self pity! Ohhhh the pain! Ohhh the anguish!
Other than that I'm doing pretty well, my artistic skills are flourishing this summer and I see inspiration everywhere. All the stress of school is gone, giving me more time to focus on my inner Angelo mwhaha. It's like a rennaissance in my head! Also, with all my family problems just crushing down on me now that I'm stuck at home I have more negative emotions to work with.

When I'm upset my drawing is better

I look forward to more fights with my mom brother and my dog. Ahh, Summer paradise in Hell I shall call this feeling. If you cant take the heat move to Alaska they say and I aint budgin! Bring it on life! I'll take everything you throw at me and turn into art! lalalalalalalalala! This ends my journal entry

I poke you mi prima!
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My enemies dont know I hate them.
My friends find out (eventually) that, they are my friends.
My loved ones are reminded (constantly) that they are loved.
Thus is the mantra of my life.
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My enemies dont know I hate them.
My friends find out (eventually) that, they are my friends.
My loved ones are reminded (constantly) that they are loved.
Thus is the mantra of my life.
Have a Good weekend
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The cure for boredom is curiousity. There is no cure for curiosity.
Have a Good weekend
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The cure for boredom is curiousity. There is no cure for curiosity.
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E' un sogno. E' un mesto sogno. Ed io lo so.
Visit my website: [link]
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++Proud Traditional Artist+
To save your world you asked this man to die:
Would this man, could he see you now, ask why?
Epitaph for the Unknown Soldier, W. H. Auden
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++Proud Traditional Artist+
To save your world you asked this man to die:
Would this man, could he see you now, ask why?
Epitaph for the Unknown Soldier, W. H. Auden
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