i just spent good 20 minutes crawling on the bathroom floor trying to screw tight pipes that sprayed dirty water all over like a fountain.

Am I an adult now.

I’m going through my sources for an essay I’m planning and jesus fucking christ I am sorry but what is wrong with the US.


Trying out different styles and still rebefriending my watercolours 8”)

I found my watercolours

I found my watercolours

I have a contemporary history exam tomorrow so going through old sketchbooks seemed like a fine way to procrastinate.