STUPID, PATHETIC, LAME, CORNY AS DUCK VENT (don’t bother reading LMAO)

Well, well, well, looks who’s coming here to write this cringe synonym-for-donkey-that-starts-with-A vent because she thought stuff was gonna get better on SpaceHey instead of anywhere else because she’s too scared of people finding it 😹 😹

LMAO YOU REALLY THOUGHTTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA #SIKE #ROASTED

But ANYWAYSSSS, let me get to the actual thing now

Man, WHERE DO I EVEN START. First of all, things over at school have been A DOULBE DOLLAR SIGNS and like one or two days ago I almost got expelled out of my advisory class due to a computer error. Sweet! OH, BUT THAT’S NOT ALL, today I encountered some unfunny, annoying jerk in a comment section (one of those “tHiS aGeD wElL” motherduckers on Pinterest. You know the ones) and when I provided a perfectly valid argument against their claim, they just turned the convo on its head and used some stupid ad hominem and said my art looked like sh*t like????? What the duck did that have to do with anything???????????????? Oh, and speaking of that, about my art— 💔 I hate it. Like genuinely. I have no idea why I’m sobbing this hysterically (though not only about that, I’m being miserable over everything else I mentioned here too so SSSHHHHHHHHH) when they were just telling me the truth I’ve been telling myself for like a YEAR before they did like. I literally agree with them, what the flip. Also, not THAT similar to the previous situation but on a Facebook page I brought to light how Joe Hawley was SAed once and somebody replied to me making a joke out of it. I’m serious. It doesn’t help that things regarding me are no better IRL, like for instance my hair is arguably worse than my art is and ever will be, I can’t understand why some people liked it??? It’s so damn huge and frizzy and most of the time it’s tangled, I literally have to keep a clip in it whenever I go out so it doesn’t look as horrifying. Probably another reason why I’ve been feeling so awful lately is because according to a test/questionnaire my dad (who’s a doctor) did on me, there’s a likely(?) chance I have the 11ish(?) range score on the PHQ-9 (I think that’s what it was called) which means I have moderate depression, wowwwwww 💙 (surprised my stuff is even possibly considered valid though, like, are you not sure it’s just because I’m a sensitive ducking loser and/or I’m just pretending?? But I’m not even sure about what or who I am anymore because my perception of that changes literally every day so I guess I don’t have a right to talk over them)

Anyways, that’s all, I’m gonna go back to crying in my little corner of my room and pretending I’m just a sweet fluffy little duckling while momma duck comforts me, something that will NEVER happen in real life 😹 💯

Thank God for His existence because if He wasn’t real I’d honestly have ended my own existence by now