I used to skip classes, now I skip breakfast. I think art is bull-shit. And I'm an artist too, so I'm pulling the bull-shit flag on myself. Second down, get your shit together before it ends up in different colors on a canvas. Get your shit together, before it ends up on your blog or in your face in your photos.
I had to break his heart just so he could get his shit together. Waking up in Texas next to a liquor store with a girl who doesn't even drink. Come out from under your "inebriated artistic cloud" and count sheep after a 9 hour shift like the rest of us. Welcome to the world, you were never formally invited.