sometimes good things happen to undeserving people like myself. sometimes those are excellent things that make you reconsider every decision you've ever made. sometimes those excellent things will change the course of your life and will give you a little hope on what you thought was dead and buried.

i'm putting an art show together with a couple of my friends.
all new paintings, i'm running with a theme.
update later.
i've been busy mac busy pants.
doing drugs off the edge of the table.
playing video games like its going out of style.
partying like its 1999.
but this art show will change that.
or make it worse.
arono.

who's going?

and my warranty is way expired.

he asked me that while i sank my face in his chest.
for six days i didn't have a worry in the world and i dedicated every single moment to the ones i love with every cm of my pumping heart.
this city feels mine but lacking something. i know only half of what that is.
i may possibly have the swine flu. i may possibly just have a regular flu. but i most definitely don't want to go to the doctor.
i've had artist-block for the past 6 months. i find myself too busy with friends, lovers and school/job to paint. thats not an excuse. but i am tired. i'm really tired.