my mom liked him

I feel bad for my younger brother. He wanted to be an engineer of sorts but has been taking art classes since the past semester.

This semester he enrolled in a drawing class and he doesn’t draw. Like at all, but that isn’t the problem. It’s that he thinks that drawing only happens during school and homework and that’s it. He comes home and just watches TV and plays games and sleeps. He doesn’t understand that this is something you need to take beyond school. You have to be earnest in teaching yourself beyond the classroom with your own time especially if he continues on this path of art. I tell him this, but he gets put off and boy do I see him struggle.

I see him struggling to do still life drawings of simple shapes like cereal boxes and of course I help him ( he didn’t understand how to transfer the measurements from his pencil to the paper) and I encourage him to come to me if he ever needs help.
But if he changed his objective to art because he thinks it would be less work then ohhhh hoho brother do I got some news for you.

anonymous asked:

You don't treat Chuuya with a lot of respect to say he's an executive...

The opinion that Chuuya is a powerhouse and deserves to be where he is isn’t mutually exclusive to the fact I think he’s a tart with an ugly hat; I just choose to be more vocal about the latter. 

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

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.