I cannot, I literly cannot. My stress is building up inside. I'm gonna explode and become unstable. My social anxiety is kicking in and my ability has kicked in along with paranoia. I'm scared of everyone and everything that knows or has seen me.
I'm gonna be that one kiddo that's weird and has no friends one day. But rn, thank god I have funfuneral , Pokemaster159, LilSmallPerson, and ItsChaBoiSlvr_ who really help me. I'm just a hot mess that continually melts at the tempature and rage of the sun.
If rage was turned into flames, everyone would be a burning piece of flesh rn.
So I'm just gonna try to update all my books and draw my feelings away, while listening to a crap load of five finger death punch. Sooooooo yeah.
I know only 3 people are gonna read this soooo yeah. I've gotta keep everything on the down low because reasons. I need purpose, I have none
Well *grabs tacos and whiskey* Mr. Taco time is over *heavily drinks whiskey and vodka* *becomes drunk* Until next time *smashes window with empty vodka bottle*
I'm moving to Russia or Germany.
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Mr. Taco Time
Randomjust rants and things like that, don't read if you dont want to read me complaining on things I wouldn't complain on in real life. sooooo yeah Credit to the artists for the pictures I use
