9:44 AM: working on stuff and being happy

very comfy, posting more arts and such.. and working on a game that i seem to like making

otherwise i thought it's been too long without a blog so here you go

5:38 PM: meh, too tired.

popping in to say hi, really.

also posting PEAK ART !! yayy

10:35 PM: awh man..

roblox is down.........

...well, atleast im free for another oh so many days. i finished my exam yesterday.. forgot to say anything!

5:11 PM: a smidge bored but otherwise fine

joyous days where i make stuff and get bored of doing the same thing over and over and over and over and over and over and over an

11:06 AM: crying inside, mildly inconvenienced on the outside

i dont even feel like talking.

12:05 PM: .....

i can't

anything i've said down there

i can't

but i want to cry...

but i already tried to, last night. but not a single tear wished to fall.

n o t o n e .

11:56 AM: growing more fragile by the minute.

i don't know how much i can mentally take before i finally scream for once.

my frustration grows. violently.

mother's impatience. it angers me.

waking up for another school day. it fills me with dread.

and those

fucking

bastards.

who won't. stop. whistling.

I SHOULD RIP YOUR HEART OUT FOR IT. ENOUGH FUCKING WHISTLES. I HAVE HEARD. ENOUGH.

EVERY NOISE CONTINUES TO FRUSTRATE ME FURTHER.

any more and i'm going to snaaaap....

do not push me or i'll drag you down into the river myself...

12:15 PM: happiness, sorrow

i cried last night for atleast 15 minutes.

the fact of my mom continuously taking my phone each night is starting to break me... i can't fix my mind on something.

without something for my mind to focus on, it goes everywhere and it makes me take forever to sleep.

it's a miserable cycle.

but then i feel happy-ish in the morning anyway. all feelings reset; that's how it is.

and yet, i slept in

because those sorrows drowned my mind in that mentality.. i had forgotten to turn my alarm on for the next morning.

and now? my body's sore. all those volunteer hours have my body exhausted from standing for most of it.

it's.. cold, here. my skin is cold to the touch.