If you have ever used a fountain pen and never got ink all over your hands, you have my respect.
P.S. I kind of like how therapeutic this is.
P.S.S yes, I know that a grade schooler can color better than me.
Sometimes... I think I am the most knowledgeable person in my class. Maybe because I am openly judged too much that I know what I shouldn't be like more than what I should be like.
Someone explain this shit to me. While I be going alone, I be seeing butterflies and dragonflies and even a dog leads my way. But when I am with someone else, they stop???