The professor of my French writing class commented again that she notices me drawing all the time. I told her that it helps me think. She said she understands.
A boy beside me noticed today and asked if I wanted to be an artist after I finished school in France. Like I could ever be that talented. I didn't tell him this, of course. Not because I didn't want to, but because I didn't know the words.
A boy beside me noticed today and asked if I wanted to be an artist after I finished school in France. Like I could ever be that talented. I didn't tell him this, of course. Not because I didn't want to, but because I didn't know the words.
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