SO. VERY. FRUSTRATED. *rips hair out*
I HAVE MY VALID REASONS
>HOMEWORKS MORE HOMEWORKS I AM NOT YET IN COLLEGE BUT STUPID ADVANCED SHIT (I dont take advanced classes :P BUT DAMN YOU K-12)
>I COULD NOT GET OVER MY WRITER'S BLOCK AND I THINK I LOST MY WRITING SKILLS ARGH FUCK
>THAT PEOPLE START TO WONDER IF I'M ETERNALLY PMS-ING BECAUSE I SNAP BACK MORE OFTEN AND MY TEMPER IS SHORTER
>THAT I DO NOT UNDERSTAND THIS SHIT
>THAT DEPRESSION LOVES ME TOO FUCKING MUCH
>THAT I CANNOT RECORD
>THAT JS PROM IS SO FUCKING NEAR I WANT TO BE SHOT
>THAT I AM ALREADY DONE WITH THIS SHIT
>AND THAT TUMBLR WONT LET ME DO ANYTHING
*bangs head on the table*
NOW EXCUSE ME WHILE I WATCH PHIL AND CRY
