hi im tired heressome boysyes i hc oliver being blind in his left eye now dont bother me abt it akshenekr
bam i triedive had troubles writing good stories lately because im having trouble pouring my feelingd into them
and the reason why is that theres a particular story i want to write but something is blocking me from getting my thoughts across when writing it
and although its supposed to be in fukases point of view i cant transfer my experiences and my thoughts onto him this time round
and.... hes usually my vent character, the one i draw when i need to scribble some ugly vent art and the one i put all my mental problens on so oliver can be the pure, happy one
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i hate how my motivation is dead. i hate how i feel empty 90% of every day. i hate how easily startled i am. i hate how whiny and annoying i am. i hate how i cant even love one part of myself
YOU ARE READING
sticks and stones may break my bones
Diversosthis is a collection of vents, rants, and notes to myself