I really want to draw. Its something I feel like doing when I'm upset and I'm upset and tired and just wanna be home, alone in my room with a sketchbook in hand. I feel like I'm being held back in school. We haven't been doing anything but sitting around and I can't stand it. I wanna not be wasting my time and if I am wasting time I wanna do it the way I like but I can't. All I want is to draw and ignore the world and the issues and lose myself in art but life is a bitch and you don't get what you want even if you need a form of release.
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Things I Am Scared To Admit
RandomJust some stupid shit that I can't get out of my mouth, expressed by writing the words down instead. PS. This isn't a story, it is simply a collection of thoughts.
