what do you do when :
– you’ll never have the time to get your exhibition ready for the deadline
– your days are busy as hell and you can’t get a thing done
– everything is moving as fast as it can, and no matter what you do, you can’t seem to be moving as well, or at least in directions that would allow you to earn your living
– you’re too dumb to make the first move
– you find all your work, past, present and future so damn shitty
– you have no idea where you stand anymore
– there’s but one way to go : ahead, no matter how you feel, no matter where “ahead” really is
– you wake up every day with a solid ball of fear stuck inside your guts
– you can’t sleep at night
– you don’t know what’s the best of yourself, not where it’s gone if it ever was somewhere near
– you don’t even have time for most of your friends
– you write nonsense in your blog, in the foolish hope you can evacuate everything that way…

…

kill someone (who ?), kill myself (over my dead body), listen to good music (doesn’t change much), watch a really depressive movie (or make one) , get laid (ha ha), complain (and get my ass kicked for real), lose faith and hopes (and lose myself), call my mom (plus, she owns me money), shake yer tits shake yer dix (peaches power), start to chew my nails (ewwwww), write nonsense on my blog (and imagine readers reading it), make shitty pictures (as opposed to what ??), bite on my teeth (and find a good dentist), go to bed (and i mean now)…