----------------------------{[~VENT~]}------------------------------- So I've been.. uh.. needing help.. Like mental hospital help.. And my parents have been refusing to get me the help that I need. And my art teacher IS HORRIBLE! HE MAKES ME FEEL LIKE MY ART SUCKS AND CRITISIZES PEOPLE BECUZ THEIR ART IS "TOO SMALL" OR "U DIDNT PAINT IT RIGHT START OVER". It got to the point where I THREW MY ART AWAY! BECAUSE HE MAKES ME FEEL LIKE IT'S TRASH!!! Art is the ONE thing that makes me feel good Abt myself, but that one thing is slowly slipping away. I hate my life... I think u can tell.....
BLOOD WARNING+SHARP STUFF Based on true events, In the order they happened. I think u can tell what happened but if u can't, then tell me. Edit: Tbh kinda proud of this
