RoughVelvet

Hi everyone ! I've been thinking about university and realized that I really like fine arts. Unfortunately, some woman came up and told me I didn't have the "style" required to go in fine arts at university. I showed her my drawings and she told me I must go into illustrations and graphism. I told myself: Do I care ? I don't care. As I can't go the easily way to get my goal, I'll go by the non-official way which is not my favorite. I give up fine arts for now. I,ll study history art and woman history. Maybe someday, I'll refind my sketchbook and my pencil, but since then, there will be no drawings anymore.

It been a long time since I saw him or talked to him --- My last boyfriend. Our story was like every romantic story: passionated and lovely. We lasted together a little bit more than two years, but it was like it's ten. We loved each other truly and sincerely... well, I did. Then, someday, he just got away... with a new girl. The details aren't that important. The fact is that I've been single for nearly 9 months now (and I'm ok with that), but I can't erase him from my mind. He is everywhere I look, like a shadow or a ghost. I would like to forget him. I wish I could forgive him. To take the pain away. But I can't and I don't kno

Hey everybody... I finally finished school session today. I dreamed of this day for weeks, unfortunately, things didn't turn well for me: - First of all, I have been sick; - someone stole a part of my final sculpture  project; - I got tendinitis in my right wrist that prevents me from drawing for approximately one or two weeks; - and, cherry on the cupcake, I lost my wallet (or someone took it, I'm not sure yet). Did I ever told you how much I hate humans ? Well, I do it now. I hate humans. Period. So now, I don't have any ID card (even my driving license that I just paid !), any bank card (including credit) ...I'll have to run to the