i dont care who you are, or how you spell it. it is not cray-yons. its just cra-ans. seriously though. whoever says it like that must not have gotten a childhood. jk say it how you want, it doesnt really matter.
I have never been good at coloring. I didnt last more than 5 minutes coloring a picture. i still dont. I tried an "adult coloring book" and still lasted about 5 minutes, then gave up. I have never really caught the idea of staying in the lines. you can do shading and outlining. all i seem to do, is snap the crayons right in half. Crayon after crayon after crayon. they were in 4 or 5 different little pieces.
BUT
i learned an important lesson, that i now try to interpret to make my high school self feel better..
broken crayons can still color.
i think we are all different crayons with our own color. sometimes we snap right in half, BUT that doesnt mean we have to throw it all away, you can still make something beautiful. you can make different strokes and shades, and sizes with it. you can still use it.
i think every single one of us at some point in our lives (if not already) have felt the pressure all around you. just forcing you to break.
but its okay to break.
high school has broken me into pieces. but here i am. just trying to color.
we should not worry about how broken we are, we should be focused on how many peoples pages we can draw on. dont worry about your half broken crayon. JUST DRAW.
