Alright, so we’re doing shit. art. all that fun jazz. Job hunting is still hard and a fucking nightmare. I need good stable employment because let’s all be real, art doesn’t really pay the bills. especially what im doing.
on the art note: why is there at weird notion that pain drives are. Like, I definitely think that it’s a good kickstart, but only in certain aspects. And like, it def is not for everyone. I’m sitting here, sipping on decaf espresso, still kind of fuming over getting mischaracterized so badly that it made me crash out twice. Two different people, but it’s the thought that counts. I make it clear what kind of person I am and was. That doesn’t really stop people from thinking I’m not telling the truth. Or that they are somehow exempt from catching me at a bad time.
People, we’re hard to understand. Dense. I think that’s something that’s easy to grasp. But what really chaps my ass is the idea that people can be understood by just a glimpse on the surface.
not to sound pretentious as hell, but I’m not exactly easy to know, to understand. I don’t make it easy for others, largely out of personal protection and habit, which i am working on. But I know myself well enough to give warnings to others. If they don’t listen or think they get a free pass, then it’s not like i have much of a choice but show them how wrong they are.
So it goes.
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