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It's one of those times when I feel like throwing life and work away. One of those times that I know will be over but I always forget when it's gone. I don't want to be here, why are things so hard? Didn't I want them this way? Yes, I did.

I want to be a dreamer, I want to have a good life. I want to be the girl in the pictures with smiles everywhere. But see where we're going, I want, I want, I want.

I don't need any of that. I don't need it. I am stronger than stupid comparisons. I feel like I am in a place where animals are just dressed like animals.

Yet here I am again, like every other time, writing my frustration, feeling not worth it. Here I am again, old enemy of my youth, I remember you and I hate feeling you.

Weekly Roundup

Drawings

P.S. If you want the bird drawings I'll send them to you.

Oh, To Be Home

My Photos are missing themselves. I miss being home, I miss my friends, I miss the beach, I miss not taking so many self portraits. I'm so tired of being in Arizona. Tonight marks 19 days until Chicago. I miss my life and my art is suffering so I am cutting things out of my life. I'm doing projects and my first one is 7 illustrations in 7 days. In a week I will post them.

Just some nostalgic old pictures.

Tempe, Part 1

My first two months in Tempe. My hard drive with the last 5 years of pictures was stolen out of my parent's car. It's a nice start but it also makes me sad. 6 and a half weeks until I can get the hell out of here and be in Chicago.

Abandoned

What I feel the most, what I fear the most. Feeling abandoned by love but the same time not sure if I am or not.

I left so many feelings back in La Paz. The things that I own fit in two airline regulation suit cases. I am moving forward but I have a hole in my heart. I have no friends here in Arizona; I am here for a short stay. I won't see my love until Christmas.

It's hard but I'm moving forward. Forward towards the woman I want to be, the artist I know I am, and a great lover of life.

Adentro, Afuera