I suck
I used to be able to draw really good, and now I can't. I tried to draw some girl's profile and it kind of looked like a preschooler drew Freddie Mercury. I love drawing, and drawing shitty sucks the fun right out of it. I can only do cartoons, which blows.
Why am I blogging about drawing on a writer's website?
I don't effing know...
Also, I had sectionals for band yesterday, and I sucked at that too! There were too many people there, I felt like my head was going to explode. I kind of withdrew myself from society this summer. I've hardly seen any of my friends, most of them I blew off. So alot of people at once, talking and breathing and whatnot kind of put me on edge.
So basically, I suck.
I suck at being a friend, I suck at being around people, I suck at playing Saxophone, I suck at drawing, I suck at writing, and I suck at sucking.
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