There are days I want to fade away
to hide in a place where no one will find me
and you can't call my name anymore
I've been writing a bit of poetry lately. Its odd. : Everything is turning blue on me; my day started great and now I can't get out of a rut of sad songs. Then again, I'm getting inspirations.
I've been ******** up a lot lately. At school, at home, outside, everywhere. Even my artwork isn't doing so good; nothing I draw is right. Whether it be anatomy, proportion, or general characters. Nothings going right!
- I foresee I'll be failing in school... I feel like I should drop out again (the feeling I mean) butm then my father would be even more dissapointed in me.
- My limerant object... can't take a ********' hint. Hes so stupid, but I'm clinging to him still! We're friends... barely... If he'd see me, maybe he'd get what he wants!
- My artwork.... Its not looking good, thats all.
- I've been disspointing and a little brat lately... I don't know what to do other than try and get a job and my liscense but that might make things worse financially....
I dunno what to do~ I feel a little better now that I've ranted though...
Now if my headache would go away, that'd be great...
xBayonetx Community Member 
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