Because I don’t have the patience to perfect brush strokes.
Because my hands always fidget when I attempt to draw a circle.
Because I don’t have the depth perception to draw out shades.
Because I don’t have the eye for fonts & how to center them.
Because the only fonts I consider bad are Comic Sans & Papyrus.
Because my photos are always blurry.
Because I have too much fun turning my skin green in Photoshop.
Because why create my own actions when there are filters I can use?
Because I don’t have time to practice with an instrument.
Because my singing is alright, but I’m no Adele.
Because I’m not coordinated enough to be a dancer.
Because I’m an artist with no “real skill”.
Because sometimes a picture says too much.
Because a song will sometimes not say enough.
Because vice versa.
Because I have so much to say.
Because only the right words can say what’s on my mind.
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 12:52 PM UTC
Because I don’t have the patience to perfect brush strokes.
Because my hands always fidget when I attempt to draw a circle.
Because I don’t have the depth perception to draw out shades.
Because I don’t have the eye for fonts & how to center them.
Because the only fonts I consider bad are Comic Sans & Papyrus.
Because my photos are always blurry.
Because I have too much fun turning my skin green in Photoshop.
Because why create my own actions when there are filters I can use?
Because I don’t have time to practice with an instrument.
Because my singing is alright, but I’m no Adele.
Because I’m not coordinated enough to be a dancer.
Because I’m an artist with no “real skill”.
Because sometimes a picture says too much.
Because a song will sometimes not say enough.
Because vice versa.
Because I have so much to say.
Because only the right words can say what’s on my mind.
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