things are kind of crazy at the moment and I can´t seem to wrap my mind around it yet. one thing I know is: I am falling into the cliché of a desperate artist so expect some van gogh-ish pictures sans ear soon! (to every anon wondering- I don´t really see myself as an artist filling books or galleries with my genius, this is meant as some sort of pun.)I don´t even think this 'crazy' must be taken with negativity but as always when a thing of importance approaches in life everything seems to pause and concentrate on this certain incident which makes seeing clear somewhat impossible.
to me, this is the approaching of my literature studies and the performance test that has to be passed that makes me act like a crazy person.
I want it so much it hurts. which actually turned into physical pain today when I forgot to eat and realized at 7PM that all I had untill this point was coffee.
I managed to spend two hours at the hairdresser´s though reading gossip magazines and drinking diet coke. I felt like if there is anything I have control of these days, it might be my hair so I decided to change it. any guess on what I got done?
picture via we heart it.
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