My life pretty much sucks in the most hipstery way possible.
Let's begin with my social life. I have all the right friends, but don't spend time with them. Instead, I spend time with less than intelligent people doing less than intelligent things. It's kind of a waste of time.
Because my time is more valuable than other people's time.
My art life...aka my academics. I can't draw worth a lick because I have zero self-confidence. And as much as my professors might lecture me to "just be confident," I can't.
How hipster is that- being emo and it affecting your artwork.
Ugh.
And then there's my psychoses. It's a jungle in there. Plenty of well camouflaged tigers and secretly poisonous plants. Therapy once a week isn't cutting it.
My life sucks because I don't spend time with the right friends, my art is weak, and my brain is messed up.
Also, I don't have an iPad.
I think I'm finally hipster.
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