I had a bad day at school, where I was emotionless. Walking was like walking through water, and I was more aware of insults thrown at me. Wanting to work, but my body wouldn't respond and allow me too. And inside I suffered, wanting to work, wanting to know.
Now I'm behind. And I think I have Anxiety.
I posted a poem and wrote a short fanfic (sson to be continued)
Cults:
~muffinist-cult (https://www.deviantart.com/muffinist-cult) :iconnarutoocclub07:
Friends:
:iconVampirePristessNaru:
People who a Stalk I mean er....worship:
:icontrinket: :iconoruba:
People Who's Art I like:
:icontrapdoor-stock: :iconimxanxillusion: :iconodiku: (Everyone else I've ever talked too.)