Alone in someone else's room with only the internet and a pack of cigarettes to keep me sane

DO NOT READ.

A company just rejected my work.

Actually, no, they were just asking for a revision. And I, I don't know what to feel. Just months ago another company rejected me after giving them a really good work, sweat, blood, tears and all (I worked REALLY hard) just because they felt I was too mechanical and didn't really luuuuuuuurve the job as much as they'd want me to. And they did not even have the hairy balls to deny that I was good. Because I was.


I mean. I am trying. Okay? This is a compromise. Of me trying to put up with your system and at the same time doing what I think is right. I wouldn't go as far as "going down with the program", fucktards. Say what you want about me but I do have my principles and I stand by them.

There's no such thing as art for art's sake, Mao said. And he's right. But that does not mean that I would use it to save your big multinational bourgeois corporations' asses. It means the exact opposite.