microphonichush

Goodbye, have left this account. For some reasons... Don't feel like typing them... If you comment on my stuff here, I, of course, can't comment back, but I will thank you anyways right here;) If you want to continue watching me, you can watch me again on the new account. If you don't want to, take this whole moving thing as a "getaway plan";) At my new account I will also be getting a year's subscription... FYI... And I'm improving on my artistic methods. Yes, I'm trying to broaden my artistic horizons... Is that the term? I don't know, I haven't slept in two whole days...;) And here's the link... ~seduce (https://www.deviantart.com/seduce)

I fucking hate my french teacher. She's such a whore to me. But maybe that's just me, because I thought I was ok. And this thing called love is bigger than us, isn't it? However, recently[within only the past 3 days or so] I've been writhing with depression and hate for nearly everything. I need to be loved. I keep thinking how no one will be there for me this time, and I can feel myself slipping away. I can feel myself drift, I can sense my ultimate demise. Just like before, but this time I have no savior. Can I be my own savior? I honestly don't think I'm strong enough. :sadangel:

It's hard to be attractive When your head is oozing filth It's hard to be pretty When every word is an obsenity It's hard to walk With an incessant anxiety of falling It's hard to stop myself When I see you It's hard to write When you're a sick fuck