I am writing this as a selfish last resort to feel good cuz my brain learned it feels good for a few hrs before the next inconvenience to talk about shitty feelings
dear diary, i feel like a worthless piece of shit. I love drawing and i love my friends but i fear it's not enough. I am growing more unhappy with this world and stupid systems every passing day. so basically hating myself & stuff around me is just so exhausting.
