I'm tired of art. I never liked it enough to practice and without immense practice it's totally useless, and even then it'll do nothing but take up my time. It was basically just a way to express things I imagine, but it can't possibly do that so no matter how far it got I'd still hate it. Then this thing just started filling up with useless photos and shit because I couldn't be bothered to do anything else.

It's kind of like those stupid stories that I can't stand no matter what so I start over and over again. The only ones that ever get finished are the ones I write in an hour or two and never actually read, because that way I don't see how shit they are and feel the need to fix them. I don't ever want to write or draw any form of art again so long as I live. If I want to express something I'll start a fight or give someone the finger as I drive by, seeing as hate and rage make up most of my thoughts anyway.

I am online... you aren't though. And I'll sleep soon.