I feel like a fucking idiot, my parents said "do we have hot dogs for tomorrow?" I got up and searched the fridge and found a pack, I said "I see one pack" and I go check our freezer, and before I do my parents said they were sarcastic, I should've known because our fourth of July we got A LOT of hotdogs, keep in my mind I was already in a bad mood because my art isn't up to par as it should. I was about to tear up so I went to my room.

I need a break. But before I do, I'm posting one thing I'm working on.