I went to the MCA in Chicago yesterday with my family and my brothers matched these paintings and then this happened.
Accidental performance art: priceless
Big fucking deal, I am in a bad mood, sue me. I have a lot of personal shit I deal with, but do I ever talk about it? Hell no! It’s my business, they’re my problems, it’s my fight, i’ll deal with my issues my own way and I don’t feel like I should burden people with my personal shit, if its really none of their concern ! I am there for you if you need a shoulder, or if you need someone to listen, or if you need advice, but personally, I don’t need that shit, I deal with my problems my own way. I never tell people when i’m upset, I never get upset with anyone, and I always make sure I’m optimistic so that when someone is in a bad mood, they have someone to talk to who will put off some positive energy to make them feel better. I’m the “happy” girl and I’m completely fine with being the “happy” girl, the “anti-depressant” whatever, but you have to be fucking insane to really believe that someone can be 100% okay. To truly believe that I don’t have my own problems, and to truly believe that I am incapable of understanding sorrow or depression or hate because I’m the “happy” girl, is the most ignorant bull shit I’ve ever heard! What people don’t understand is that I actually understand so much more than they think! But of course they wouldnt know that because i don’t go around, shouting out every little thought that pops up in my head, or shoving my personal emotions down the throats of others! So why the hell is it so bad for me to be in a bad mood, just this once, why the fuck does it bother you so much that I don’t want to joke around tonight, because I am not in the mood? All I did was say, ” i am already in a bad mood, dont make me feel like an idiot” and everything fucking comes crashing down? Well at least now I know that I am not “allowed” to not be okay . . Thanks, I know your fucking posts are directed at me. I’m loving your guys’ true colors, bravo!