I was so angry that I could have cried.

I didn’t. And I was right with that choice.

Miserable. I just want to knock a table down, I want to throw glass across the room. I can’t control my anger very well. I don’t need a blade or knife. I need violence. I went crazy once already. I think I need to again.

Ef. Ef. Ef. Ef. Ef. Ef. Ef. Ef. Ef. Freaking ef!

Jerk ass face! Miserable ….. Miserable fucking piece of shit I am.

I can’t speak anymore. I’m so…. So……….. Pissed off.

Miserable! Miserable…. Miserable…

So much pain….

I wrote some stuff down in my sketchbook like all the ones I posted yesterday. (The word/phrase ones) and I showed a group of people my sketchbook and they all saw the I WANT TO FUCKING SCREAM one. My heart literally pounded and I wish they hurried up and turned the page! They couldn’t really because I had to turn in some sketches to them that were on the page next to it.

I was like OMG…. Gaahhhhh!

Hopefully…they don’t think I’m crazy or anything. It wasn’t even a big deal anyway.

MY mom wants me to sleep so she wouldn’t have to put up with me. I plan to do the opposite.

Geez! 70 followers?

You guys actually like mycrapstuff?

Cra——-zy!

But thank you. =)