its 4 in the morning i have work tomorrow. and everyday for the rest of the summer. 9 hours a day. buts its okay because its all for school. im moving in with my aunt in the city and hopefully i will finally have some kind of a home there. i feel like ive been homeless for over a year now. but its ok i guess, life feels more cruel and real. yes, art school is extremely expensive, yes i dont have any real support, but its all worth it and i dont care if im paying it off forever. i love my school. i love drawing everyday and painting. and reading and writing and being a person capable of creating and thinking for themselves. i couldnt do anythi