#m!a completed!

[artisticgeminate-archive]

fuck everyTThing.

im sorry for noTT making sense. aTT all.

[artisticgeminate-archive]

The visions had been stopped for nearly two days now.

And it was still hard to get out of bed. You didn’t want to move, didn’t want to come out of the protective shell that was your blankets. You’d barely even been online.

You manage to drag your computer out, your last post with fashion choices almost mocking you with its supposed cheerfulness. It was supposed to be a distraction at the time but the only distraction you’d been able to actually get any use out of was your music.

You take a deep breath, and sigh as you log onto tumblr. Maybe there would be someone else’s drama to take your mind off your own fucking failures.