Everything I touch turns to shit and ashes. I keep wanting to get better at drawing but I lock up when I get a drawing/painting tool in hand. Everything around me breaks or doesn't work properly. When I do try to draw something or accomplish anything I suddenly realize that I don't know what I'm doing and it comes out badly, or I give up on it, or rush through it to get it over with.
I'm uncreative as fuck and a failure too. Life has passed me by, but the idea that I could ever succeed was an illusion or a lie.
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