I've been feeling soooo weird lately. I know every tumblr user says that, most of them in a cry for attention... I don't need attention, I need... I dunno, I wish I knew... Probably, a life? It's like I always need a purpose, a goal, and I don't have one atm. Still suffering from post ComicCon depression, and wondering what the hell I'm gonna do for my future. I never think about the future, maybe the near future, like, next week, next month? But that's it, and society pushes me to think and plan a freaking future I don't have. And I'm such a dreamer, I'm always waiting for something magical to happen so I don't need to care about my future anymore. People make me feel anxious most of the time, as usual, but I must say some random internet people made me feel happy for a moment. And my plushie commissioners are always the best. My friends? I guess I ask too much, as I always say, our friends are our number one enemies. I might need a boyfriend, but of course I will never get one, I gave up already. Unless someone starts selling them online.. I might order a custom made one then.. Or spend that money on pencils and cute clothes.. Whatever, I just feel like if I were floating, forever floating. Floating in a cloud of anger, sadness, anxiety, and nothingness.. Oh yeah, I'm a poet BITCHES. Don't read my stuff!