#and sick
There is a piece of me in every art piece ive made. A time capsule of who i was, what i felt in that moment. Meaningless expression to inspire meaningful connections
It’s now 1am. My hand is cramping. I have to study and do a bio assignment. Officially ran out of chill music. Still listening to Brand New. For like the third time.
The sheer amount of dread I feel at the thought that I have homework due in a few hours is unfathomable
