when I make art… it’s like putting me, the most raw
version of me… it’s part of why it’s hard to share. It’s pain, happiness,
love, memories…. It’s hope. I… trust you but sometimes some feelings I’m
not ready to be seen.
Since… that… I feel guilty and like it’ll hurt you
if I make anything else that I’m not ready to share. So I haven’t made
anything with it or with anything else.
no subject
when I make art… it’s like putting me, the most raw version of me… it’s part of why it’s hard to share. It’s pain, happiness, love, memories…. It’s hope. I… trust you but sometimes some feelings I’m not ready to be seen.
Since… that… I feel guilty and like it’ll hurt you if I make anything else that I’m not ready to share. So I haven’t made anything with it or with anything else.