My crocodileskin isn't similar to that of the real crocodile but we keep trying and experimenting. The fact is that it should create a photographic image of my life. Whether it will succeed is another question .. I'm secretly laughing knowing that it is currently really meaningless and ugly. But I won't give up, I keep on climbing until I have abrasions. Haha but just not today because tomorrow I gotta wake up early 'cause we are going to a exhibition in a psychiatric hospital. Big thumbs up for my teacher's choice!
My aching heart hurts, I can barely breathe and the panic attacks are on there way. So in about 10 minutes I'll crawl deep beneath my sheets, invent dreams that temporary fill my heart with wth loving warmth.
I'm sad and I hope that tomorrow the sun will shine, wet cheeks and swollen eyelids and it's all my fault.
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