007. Unfortunate numbering to the left

High time to get really fucking serious about learning male anatomy.

006. Ingenious

Again. How the fuck do people come up with these ideas!!?! I'm retching in jealousy.

005. A fighting spirit

How does one keep direction? What amount of blind self-deceit is necessary to sustain prolonged belief? So much of existence gets filtered out by habituation. What we communally don't see shapes our objectivity.

004. More reference studies

Background-chan, I will get you one day.

003. Time

Studying up on these proportions. Oh Rhada, you so fly.

002. It's not so bad

Everything is doable, ambitions are under control, self critic is in check, motivation is present. Now if only I have the fucking time to actually do it.

(9:18:04 PM) yuuzora: I got up at 6 this morning to send my dad off to the airport.
(9:18:19 PM) yuuzora: Came back to send siblings to the bus stop, turns out the bus never came, so I have to drive them to school.
(9:18:26 PM) yuuzora: Came back to go directly to work, 10ish by this time.
(9:18:47 PM) yuuzora: Got off work at 7, went straight to make dinner.
(9:18:52 PM) yuuzora: Done at 8.
(9:19:07 PM) yuuzora: Barely got to sit my ass down for the past hour, and now I can't keep my eyes open.
(9:20:00 PM) yuuzora: Already I'm skipping walking the dog tonight, otherwise I'd be doing that.
(9:20:54 PM) Jimmyn: 0_0
(9:21:20 PM) Jimmyn: that sounds like aids
(9:24:07 PM) yuuzora: I'm going to retire to bed because I can keep my right eye open but not my left so I'm literally squinting.

001. Premonition

That feeling of familiarity and prospect from summer/spring, combined with the 23.5 coincidence. Suddenly, words and contact to pull me above the radar.

What are you?

I cautiously withhold myself because I learn my lessons after a single slap, with never a need for more. My fragile sense of face allows for no more. Then, my greatest lament was the loss of a potential friend; now, you teach me that needs not be the case, that bridges need not always be burned. I should taste relief on my breath. Yet...

Glasses and night light may distort your strange colors, but even winter clothes cannot conceal how exquisitely you are wrought.

And beauty easily distracts me.