This graffiti informs me that I am not a mess, but that I am brave for trying. The exclamation mark and the heart really sells it. I don't know messiness and bravery are mutually exclusive, but I'll try to understand.
Maybe I'm not a mess. Maybe finals are in a week and I'm totally prepared. Maybe I don't have a 30 page paper due tomorrow night. Maybe my ex didn't randomly visit my aunt. Maybe I do something other than take pictures of useless words in the bathroom.
And indeed, maybe I am brave for trying. Trying to figure out the minimum hours of sleep that I can live on for these last two weeks before graduation. Trying to calculate how much caffeine is an overdose. Trying to write papers and study for exams that I don't care about. Trying to care that I am a mess.
Don't lie to me, motivational graffiti. I'm not brave. I'm not even trying.
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