Snufbat

.. Yeah. I don't know from what. Maybe from good days, happy thoughts. Perhaps people? Even my socks are telling me to quit what I'm doing and just start to actually DO SOMETHING. (If you never do mistakes you never learn anything) Or something like that. I only play and lay in bed sobbing for nothing. I'm hopeless. But that just gives me more and more "lets do it!" feelingin my mind. To just make me moving. Out from my bed, outside the door. But I'm not moving.. ? Hopeless. Perhaps it has something to do with mom and dad separating and I was right in the middle of everything, just in the way. So 2 years ago my dad kicked me out, from

Vem skulle sakna mig?.. mig mig mig, !fucking! MIG! Är aldrig glad längre! Ingen bryr sig, vem bryr sig?! Allt är förstört, inget gör mig glad. Visst ett småleende kommer väl fram nån gång då och då, men det håller aldrig kvar det. varje dag som går, kroppen säckar ihop mer och mer, hjärnan med.. vet att det inte är nyttigt att tänka så. Om jag ger upp hoppet gör hjärnan det med, känner kraften av depressionen samtidigt som jag skriver det här. Läskigt, men har vant mig vid det här laget. Vem bryr sig? Inte en f

It feels like I don't have time for my creative side right now. :/ Now when school started it has been a lot of work, so I'm sorry if my gallery doesn't get so much new stuff to look at. I will try to work for the creativity! And I will try to work for you who likes my pictures! So as in Sweden I say Adjö och ha en bra dag!