Just spent three hours on a new piece for the district art showcase. My fingers are fucking cramped and my back is killing me. Nothing but perfect fucking lines and shading that would make those talentless hacks in class 2-B weep. Of course it's another goddamn win. What else did you expect?

Now my brain won't shut off. All that focus has me wound tighter than a spring. Trying to relax but my stupid cunt is throbbing and all I can think about is how bad I need something thick stretching my ass while I choke on a fat silicone cock. Might have to break out the big one tonight. The one that almost makes me gag just looking at it. Fuck these laws. Fuck this frustration. My art is the only thing that ever gets me off properly anymore.