1) Someone called themselves an “art nerd” for knowing Banksy’s “Girl With Red Balloon.” God, I hate people who think they know everything about art because they took one art course or know an almost commercial artist. Fucking most people know who Banksy is. HE OPENED A SHOP ON HIGH STREET (it wasn’t a real shop, it was another art piece). You can buy his merch. He’s not some obscure urban artist. He’s in the (BBC) news all the time. Even if he was obscure, fuck you for acting like a gate keeper.
2) Yes, I have anger issues. Especially since mom died, I kinda just want beat the shit out of someone. Like, someone who deserves it, not a random person. Can someone try to steal my purse so I can just beat the living day lights out of them and get this frustration and anger out? Is that weird? Pull a gun on me, I DARE YOU. I will John Wick your ass with a pencil. A FUCKING PENCIL.
3) I ordered a Dammit Doll. I also ordered three more Dammit Dolls for my besties (I don’t think M & D read my blog, they be lazy). Cause sometimes you need to beat the shit out of something. So we can just beat these on our work desks like Bob Ross beats his paint brush.
