i wear my heart on my sleeves so of course im going to express the way i feel, but not through words.. but through art. i came home around 11 and immediately took out my best friends, my paintbrushes, paint, and a canvas. yeh. im finally finished with what i started about 4 hours ago.

this is what you get is you put me in a bad mood. a painting.

the droopy eyes show my sadness. it wasnt intentional. just happened. painters really do stroke with emotion. ive always believed that, but everyday i am reminded of it more and more.