I love art and I love drawing. And one bad thing about that is: everything I look at I analyze differently and see if I can find some way to create either something similar and pull out a single feature that I like and have fun with it. It sucks when no one else knows what the fuck I'm talking about tho.
I got stranded in the city I used to live in a few days ago. No money, no driver's license. Nothing. Moving from place to place looking for somewhere to stay, spent a night in my car (which I never want to do again). Some nights it took me up till 2 in the morning before I had a roof over my head. My family kept calling and asking why I wasn't home yet. I was almost out of gas in my car and had no money to refill it...
If it wasn't for my boyfriend I would have never gotten home. He stayed with me for days just to make sure nothing happened to me. He gave me the money for gas. He made sure I had food (and blood) so that I didn't go without.
Thanks baby for helping me out.
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