kewsh.

21 years old. neurotic. workaholic. cynic. visual artist. photographer. printmaker. book-artist. studying photography at the College for Creative Studies in Detroit. trying to better myself and my techniques. on a constant quest for knowledge and inspiration.

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When its all the stupid things So damn confusing to me Like talking it through Controlling my temper Like letting it go Saying please forgive me Or laughing at your jokes
I have no idea what’s been going on lately And i just wish you’d come over and explain things

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Time to stop being stupid and put everything from the past behind me where it belongs. That stuff doesn’t matter anymore, and neither do you. I can’t keep pretending I want this. Fuck you for always acting like this is easy.

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But in the end it wasn’t up to me. The big things never are. Birth, I mean, and death. And love. And what love bequeaths to us before we’re born.

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Sometimes I lie awake at night, and I ask, ‘Where have I gone wrong?’ Then a voice says to me, ‘This is going to take more than one night.’

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Permalink kari-shma: art just is. (by Marc Johns)
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I looked so decent today! But now I don’t think ill be leaving this bed for a few weeks.. tonight just affirmed the shitty week I’ve had, and I have nothing better to do.