So this is what I'm reduced to, using old pictures from my phone because my dad has to have his precious camera, that he doesn't even use, sit in his drawer just in case he needs it. I'm convinced my dad doesn't want me to express myself. Every instrument I have asked for has been denied, camera denied everything. He wonders why I do nothing. This project is pointless without a camera and my phone isn't going to cut it.
Blahh. This picture is pointless for today. Just another block day that came and went. Just another day that came and went. Another day of too much thinking time, and sad realizations. Where is my luck? Where is my break that everyone else seems to be getting?
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