September 2011
2 posts
It's hard.
Being a teenager and growing up.
All these f*cking hormones,
I just don’t know what to do most of the time.
One minute I’m totally fine,
next, I’m sad out of my goddamn mind.
I want some stability sometimes;
is that too much to ask for?
If so, I’m sorry.
But when despair becomes the default response
something needs to be done.
If I’m as smart as they say,
...
retrieve arms
i already have arms, dumbass.
what i lack, clearly, is a brain (or at least the capacity to develop clever phrases for a text-based post)
anyways, i want to try to put up some pictures that i may or may not end up drawing.
oh yeah…….. and homestuck
damn, you hussie…
