and it looks like shit haha

anonymous asked:

Another fun fact: Hamilton was noted as being so babyfaced when he was brought on as Washington's Aide-de-camp that a few people noted he looked more like a young boy in uniform. I'm constantly getting confused for a middle schooler myself even though I can drink X"D I loved reading that

That is a HILARIOUS mental image holy shit HAHA. Hey man I still get mistaken for a high schooler even though I’ve graduated uni like 2 years ago LOL. I feel your pain..

anonymous asked:

when did you start feeling confident about your art? like i wanna be able to post drawings online but i just feel like its not good yet and i would be embarrassed :/ did you ever feel like you didn't want other people to see your art because it wasn't good enough?

I started posting my art online since I was 11 years old haha. My art was complete shit, but I was always proud of it for some reason, probably because it was one of the few things that made me happy in life. Which is kind of hypocritical of me to say because I am SUPER critical over my own art. When it comes to artists, you improve along the way. Like I look back at some MM art stuff I posted back then (which was only back in September) and I’m just like “Wow, I drew that??? It looks like crap compared to how I draw now!” But, honestly, if you don’t think you’re good enough now, then when? There’s no set skill level you have to be when you can post your art. You just do it lol.

Here, if it makes you feel better, let me show you one of my FIRST works that I posted online that my very childish self was super proud of lmaooo

You see this shit? It was supposed to say Dark Angel (I was super into DNAngel at the time lmao) but dumb ass me spelled it Dark Angle. This was actually for this online magazine club I was part of in 6th grade that my teacher created. And you know what makes it even worst??? It’s the fact that I misspelled angel, aND MY MOTHERFUCKING ENGLISH TEACHER DIDN’T EVEN POINT ANYTHING OUT… AND HE WAS THE ONE RUNNING THE DAMN CLUB smh. 

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     [BTW, here’s some Munday pictures because I was actually feeling up to taking a few. One without glasses, and one with glasses. I look like shit, but that’s how I usually look haha-]

     [Also, there’s some photos under the ‘Read More’ of my nails that I just did a couple days ago. They’re muse-themed~]

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I streamed there for just under 2 hours and apart from the bad quality then it was great, even though there was only about 5 people the chat was good. I’ve recorded it separately in good quality and that should be on Youtube for Wednesday after I edit it so it’s only the highlights. Hopefully I can do it again in the future and it wont look like shit haha ….as I was typing this out I figured out what was wrong and I feel so dumb. It will 100% look better next time!

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.