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I just. Fucking deleted everything. I was gonna say. Wonderful. 

Anyway. Setup "I don't fucking know what to do with my life and I want a meteor to hit me",blurred the cigs cus the lung is kinda gross lol. Also the cylindrical lighter? Way fucking better to hold. Also I bought it at the vending machine so I didn't know what I was getting and I ended up with a drawing of anubi, fave Egyptian god so that's a slay. Actually no cus I said I wouldn't smoke any more cigs and look at me now. I don't fucking know why I do it honestly. If it's the aesthetic or just a morbid but cowardly wish to die. Maybe both.

Also today I high-key cannot stand noises. I mean I can't stand voices. I mean I can't stand people . So this is a visual representation of what class is for me today. I mean it's always like this but today more.

You can really tell art school is paying off. Also did you know that art school means never drawing something actually out of your creativity as a personal work and just struggling with assignments?

Also did you know I do not understand if I'm able to do this shit anymore and idk if I'll continue next year cus I low-key don't even know if I'm able to finish this year and how. I am falling apart! Both high and low key! Don't know his that's possible! Don't know how anything in my life is possible! I want to go to a rage room and destroy shit and scream so much I ruin my voice forever because who needs it if I know I will never be able to use it for good! AAAAAAAAAAH!

Will update later if I survive