The nick-name, "Jessi-Messy", is actually the most accurate nick-name I own. I truly am rather proficient at making messes. However, I am generally just as proficient at cleaning them up. I'm not talking about physical messes like dishes, dirt and laundry. I'm a very clean person.
I am a passionate person, and when I don't have an outlet/voice for that passion, I easily become depressed.
Depression is is my archenemy.
I am obsessed with colours. This photo, by Amanda Moss,
takes my breath away. Not because of the objects or focus of the photo, but because of the colours.
When a song gets into my soul, it sticks around for quite awhile before I become even remotely tired of it. Currently that song is, "The Modern Leper", by Frightened Rabbit. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because of the way the guys says, "Scottish Rain".
I think I may, "like", someone that i don't want to like.
I regret having such a large rug covering the hardwood floor in my bedroom. It gets in the way when I'm trying to draw and I'm afraid i'll stain it with my pastels.
When I feel like I'm running into a brick wall over and over at full speed, I react in outlandish, nonsensical ways which tend to leave behind the aforementioned, "messes".
My alcohol tolerance has gone way down.
I'm ready for a new tattoo.
These are the things May has taught me thus far.
These are the things May has taught me thus far.
1 comment:
I haven't decided yet if I'm a fan of May or not. A stained carpet really is the sign of accomplishment to an artist, isn't it? It'll turn into art on its own some day.
As for boys, they always seem to get in the way. Good luck with that.
Go for the tattoo. And a roadtrip. And visit some breweries. It's all good for the soul.
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