I actually passed out from not eating
lets just sit in the car. grab some food. take good music with us. maybe a guitar. some clothes and a tooth brush. some money. and our favorite pair of sun glasses and then lets drive and drive and drive. no destination. no goal. just driving. fighting about if we turn left or right. play the music loud. sing with it. just stop where its beautiful. lie in the sun and just run for a while. no destination. long talk. good music. no cell phones. no instagram. no tumblr. just memories. maybe a camera. its gonna be all good.
Dillon Forte will be tattooing at NYA in July!
Call 212-473-0007 to make an appt. Space very limited.
This. I must rant:
Six years ago, before everything started, I was a brilliant kid. I would draw, write, play the piano and everything came from the inside, nobody taught me (my parents were against it) and it made me happy. Slowly, depression sneaked in, and I started losing my talent, the very little I had. Before that I would pass all my tests without even looking at the testbook. Now I can’t concentrate and I fail practically everything, I can’t play more than 5 minutes straight the piano and my creativity is absolutely gone, which has left me with nothing, because art was all I had. I sleep way too much and wake up tired. So I went from a kid who shined and was admired to someone who is constantly disappointing people, because they expect me to be as good as I was before, and I aren’t anymore.
I can’t. I can’t study, I can’t rest, I can’t create. Literally, a part of me is dead, and I can’t help it. It makes me so sad.
this women was one of the first people to make me want dreads
I went for a hike today :D