12?03?2025

Hello every clown! Sorry for disappearing yesterday, but it was a very weird and complex day I don’t want to get into.

I crave to be whimsical, my friend gifted me a beautiful green jacket that I really love and I keep thinking about how much I wish to finally achieve that inhumane beauty.

I don’t want to be a person anymore, I want to be a clown as if it’s a species. It’s weird to explain, but I see something so fascinating in clowns that is beyond human!

I keep acting like a needy child when truly all I need is white foundation and colorful makeup, and I was thinking that maybe if I start growing some balls and posting my art I will finally get enough money to buy the things I desire.

I want to be a clown, and I’ll be one in a way or another starting by making art and posting on Instagram.

I made an account just for that: cl0wnicpanic on Instagram, I promise I will post very cool art 

Along with that, life’s been good. I’ve been making small rituals to get people to be nicer to me and so far it seems it’s working in a way.

I’m not much into magic but I believe in promises and I believe that if I offer something mine there has to be forces willing to help for the right sacrifice, don’t worry I would never sacrifice anything alive! Just small things like my money or my blood.

Either way, eventually I will get to express my art and myself, slowly but surely.