Only a week before my show and I'm 8 paintings behind.
It's technically not my fault, body issues have kept me from performing, but it doesn't fix anything by saying that.
In bed last night I mumble "my show is going to be crap, a real failure."
Boy simply says..."You can pull it off, baby. You always do."
*boing eyes*
I hope it gets sorted, really.
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You will, you will... and it will be fantastic...
he has faith in you, and so do I.
You'll pull it off :)
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