Painting final: abstract portrait.
Painted with only a palette knife and oil. The voice wave centered in white is my friend’s laugh that I am thankful every day to have recorded. I keep dreaming of his voice in blue since he had passed away. I can honestly say this is the first piece I have ever created that I am emotionally attached to.
Do not ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever tell someone their dreams or main goals for their lives are stupid, or unrealistic, or unimportant. I don’t care if they want to fly to the goddamn moon. Hell, we could probably use more astronauts, anyway. But we have a surplus of assholes in this world. So don’t be one.
Polishing off a bottle of wine alone in my room watching My Chemical Romance’s Video diary circa 2006 because I just want to be 13 years old again. And marry Frank Iero. 10 years later, and my infatuation with that man is still going strong. Tell me I’m not loyal, I dare ya.