oh my fucking god. im painting a still life for art right now and I think I might throw up. I am so fucking bad at painting why the hell am I an art major. Oh my god. My paint strokes are so shitty and jagged. My bristles are just pointing in every direction and there isn’t anything I can do about it. How the fuck do you people paint?
i’m breaking down under the stress of having a job and doing college work at the same time.
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