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thefridaynightstudent.

procrastinating - a night like any other. i don’t take this photo out of vanity, but mere curiosity i know i’ll feel in the future. it’s strange to see the pictures i took on here months and months ago. years, even.

i’ve been rekindling friendships. i guess i’m feeling nostalgic. i guess i finally have time to feel nostalgic. there are some things i never want to go back to. and when i swear to myself not to think about it, i open the box of evil and it plagues my mind.

it used to bother me…being left at home on a friday night, that is. i don’t know why. it’s a nice time i have to myself. few texts to bother responding to, few obligations but healing myself. it’s important to allot time for this every week.

i think i am going to paint tomorrow at art. i want to release my inhibitions and paint like a child. i want to ignore the presumed form of the human body, i want to just have fun and create an emotional painting. i’m tired of academia.

i don’t know what the point of this post is, besides mindless amusement for myself as i try to lull myself into thinking i have someone besides myself right now.