wasting all your energy on lineart so the coloring is shit
"And I know, but you can’t stay angry forever, or so I’m told."
But the house gets so quiet sitting here wishing for just an hour or two alone with you well it’s always too personal always too close to comment they all mention how tired you look and you realize you haven’t said a word in hours well who’s hiding it? who the hell is hiding it? I guess it’s the things that I don’t say
Gross, it’s that time of night when I’m just sad and there’s nothing to do about it.
The Front Bottoms
i want to kiss you and take cute pictures with you and go on stupid dates but I also want tO DESTRYO YOU AT MAR IO KART
I know nothing of real pain,
I’m a child and I am spoiled.
I hate myself for my complaints,
I’m pathetic and I’m bored.
I cry simply at the thought.
I crumble at the sight.