Sunday, 22 January 2012

What the fuck is a sable anyway?

I perform at my best when it is in spite. I guess i'll thank you for it in years to come.

Last night it took me a reasonable amount of effort to convince someone how much I no longer cared what they did with their life. Maybe she thought I cared because I made a point of telling them I don't care, as if that were an attempt to mask my care factor. That and I think she expected me to care; I didn't and still don't care.

Also, I'm going to return my newly purchased brush, it makes no sense that I spend $30 dollars on a brush and I still can't paint for shit. It must be broken.

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