an ode to being an artist online
an ode to being an artist online
something in us often questions whether or not we truly have people who care about us and want us around, or vice versa.
i think i'm just broken.
something in us often questions whether or not we truly have people who care about us and want us around, or vice versa.
i think i'm just broken.
tired of the implications even from supposed leftists that if i can't work then my existence in adulthood is pointless and ignorable.
tired of the implications even from supposed leftists that if i can't work then my existence in adulthood is pointless and ignorable.