Here's the thing.

Alright.
It's been some time since I've posted anything. I could write about a lot of things but I feel like those moments have passed and are better left alone...

 Why does it sound so sinister?

 No, nothing bad has happened. In fact, quite the opposite... For once life feels almost bearable. Funny I would say that. What I mean is that there's no way I could retell all of my summer in this one post, not to mention that it's close to impossible to write down the events in a way that would do them justice. It's just over my head, I do not have the required writing skills.

To be completely honest, I didn't want to restart my blogging until September but here I am. And I would like to mention that this is a text post, so if you're only here to look at the pictures I put up, then I just saved you at least 3.5 minutes of your life. Maybe more, maybe less.

Now that I've said that, I've completely forgotten what I wanted to write about. All I know is that it is 2 in the morning, I am still up and full of energy, I just took a shower and I am working on my school work. I am super hyped and I AM NOT BEING A SARCASTIC ASSHOLE. I've been drawing and painting non-stop for a few hours now. I don't know what this is because just a few weeks ago I would've rather killed myself than paint or draw. I suppose watching documentaries about art, stressing out about a new year and various other things do take a toll on me, and I am in desperate need to find a place to put my negative energy. Being an art student sometimes does come handy. I can quietly be sitting in my room, looking like nothing is happening, just happily painting away, while being completely furious, lost and deeply unhappy in my own stupid mind. Detached. Disconnected. Disengaged with the real world. IT'S GREAT! I RECOMMEND! 100% HAPPY WITH RESULTS.

Now that I've broken my blogging fast, I suppose I will restart posting my work on here once again. Be prepared, cyberspace.

At the moment I am feeling pretty positive about future, but that's only because I am under the influence of experimental music. I am feeling super experimental right now.
HAAAAAAAAAAAAa.ha.haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaha.ha.ha.hhhh.
You know, while I'm writing all of this stupid shit right here, I can feel the energy draining out of me and I am pretty sure that once I post this crap, I am going to be so tired of EVERYTHING. Again. Does this unbearable tiredness ever end? I don't know why is it so hard for me to stay motivated, inspired and happy.

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I suppose I should go back to drawing while I can still feel something.


GET READY FOR A NEW YEAR, GUYS. NEW STUFF. NEW EVERYTHING. NEW POSTS WITH 50% MORE DEPRESSION, FUCK YEAH!