I MADE A LITERARY MAGAZINE

LOOK IT’S A REAL THING NOW

yep okay might actually throw up gonna do this japanese homework and call it quits

my headache is so bad i’m tearing up i feel vaguely ill and i have so much work to do i want to throw myself out of this window school can fucking burn

my anxiety is kicking in again oh god oh god i have won nanowrimo four times i can write a fucking 6-page paper i can i can oh god oh god

i can talk to a person i’m scared to talk to i can be friends with them right

jfc this shouldn’t be so fucking DIFFICULT

never let me facebook stalk someone it’s literally an exercise in misery and self-judgment and anxiety

i hate boys

k that’s it i’m done back to our regularly scheduled blogging

aka

i am not doing my homework

I’m about to go on a fonts reblogging spree you are warned

Give me two seconds to be angry and frustrated and idek

just because you think i’m good at drawing doesn’t fucking mean i can crank them out like it’s nothing doesn’t mean i won’t be up all night doesn’t mean i’m not going to be sobbing my fucking eyes out over these fucking costume renderings that still look like shit doesn’t mean it won’t take me over 6 hours doesn’t mean anything 

my drawing skills are irrelevant to my work ethic, creativity and ability to get anything done and i’m sick of it okay not just in this but the assumption that i’m going to do well no matter what because i have in the past because induction is bullshit and I want someone to know that it’s not that I’m saying I suck at everything I’d just like acknowledgement sometimes that whatever you think of my skill level on any given subject doesn’t mean it’s easy it’s not fucking easy and I feel like my brain is trying to eat me alive

this has been a psa

please carry on

oh god i don’t know if this soundscape project is going to be good or horrifyingly bad and I have to do a movement project to it I don’t know man i don’t know

DONE SENT IT IN AND I EVEN PROOFREAD IT THIS TIME

off to a few hours of sleep oops

wow going through my personal posts through this last year is just an exercise in anxiety and misfortune

I HIT A THOUSAND okay now to wrap up my thoughts, send it in as a revised draft to my professor and crash for a few hours then back up to work on all my other shit that really should’ve been done forever ago holy shit i have a final research paper due tuesday somebody make sure i get that done oh god oh god

150 words left i fucking swear

this fucking assignment needs to be 1000-1500 words long why is it only 737 on this document why you have betrayed me self you have betrayed me

i even liked the damn book why is this so difficult???