SHARKS AND BIGLIPS CAN GO TO HELL.
I really don't like assumptions.
I hate feeling confused. I would rather feel a cat, scraping it's claws up my arm, and then pouring alcohol over the bleeding cuts, rather than to feel confused. It bugs me. It's not a great feeling when you don't know what's happening in life. In a world this big, you should get lost enough. I don't need to get lost and confused for small things like this. UGH. LOVE IS PAIN.
How's school ? It's pretty good. It's killing me for sure. Hence why my mother is accusing me of living like a dead person. Pftt.
I come home > straight to my room > do work for about 4 hours > Shower > Snack on whatever I can find to eat > Do more work > Toothbrush > SLEEP. All of that in about 15 hours. Trust me, it might sound like a lot of time, but not when you only get 4-5 hours of sleep.
MY INSPIRATION IS COMING BACK OHMYGAWD.
I'll start posting poems on my other blog again soon. Very soon :)
okay g'night.
<3
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