paints

throwing out all the art my mum saved for me. surprisingly, some of it is worth keeping i think. i just have the strongest urge to paint right now and i can't because all my paints and brushes are in toronto, sitting all alone, crying out my name. speaking of toronto, i have a ton of shit to bring home to a place with no space to put it.

why won't you let me cut off all my hair?

i just need a change.

you're looking very shane today

i doubt i'll sleep well tonight

i have no idea what to wear to my first day of training. at least i have some clothes i brought home. some.