there my saddens stays here so no one sees it.
That means when I get back here I can just read it and scratch my arms until they bleed....
I really can't take it anymore....
No one evn cares about me, all they care is seeing my work! When we leave they're like *nooo don't leave* yeah fucking right. Yall Want me to stay cause of my art is Good... that's it!? Na uh I'm done with it.