My teacher called me and another girl up to her and started talking about this art competition.
And I was like "oh. Oh fuck-" cuz it's happened before except it was just in a museum, not a literal competition-
Bruh.
I'm just picking out my favorite art piece (has to be my BLM painting) but I'm doing a self portrait of my ugly ass so I might turn that in, depending on how hot it looks.
Um.
So like, I'm in an art comp now. Great.
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Rant book 4
FanfictionYALL, it's number four, don't test me and my chaotic ness. Anywhooo, Rant number 4, I usually cry about the bnha manga if you're new, and if you aren't, you know how i am.
