been a little dead from school.
hey, it’s yellow.
final project in watercolour.
do you like my fish jar?
what am I?
dandey art.
I mix coca cola with beer and it tastes bittersweet.
I wait until 3am to start studying for psychology, the tried and true methods of failing something?
I can’t remember my dreams.
When I remember again, it’s always at an inopportune time.
I write descriptively about places I haven’t been to in months.
I draw manfish, boats, and cups.
My whispers sound better than my singing.
yes, some kid from a country somewhere possibly near or far from you.
dandelions and pikatiels, everything yellow.
nothing or maybe something of consequence will be posted, and I’ll save my own neck in dire circumstances.
