used to be a remix of my old one on @danganronpa_cat1037 which was hacked. oh god i miss back when i was on that account so badly.. vent ish thingymabob,,,,,,,,,,,............ uaayayayyaa remake of a remake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! L L )-) im literally a border colkleus,,,,,,,,,,collie.............. if my english teacher sees this please disregard this and the notes and credits system and pretty please dont read them,, press the button See inside up there ^ ish thats purple to see the code and everything instead pls dont read ts vro why is this grade literally just 6th grade all over again? no tech crew/drama club, new school, new people, oh god i do not want to experience 7th grade feburary again. i refuse to. i will not let this repeat iver and over and over and over again. please save me from this unending cycle of death and depression. i NEED to live. ★ .it is my job to put the stars in the sky. ★ ★ why does it keep repeating?★ ★ its too many stars. I can't even blink or else they'll all disappear. ★ theyre all gone and it's all your fault.
looppp j dont wanna code rn so like its the same code but diff art,,,,,, partailly, i cahnged a few small thingies but didnt recode the whole thing........ ignre this part,, this is literally my brain most of the time,, static and being unable to get out of my own head and stop daydreaming and thinking. all i do nowadays is think and think and think and think! i barely even exist anymore. all i can do is dream of a world where i am real and solid and actually there. i feel as if i am only ever truly alive when consuming media, creating media, and on the internet. i can barely focus at all and cant even think of anything. i think everything yet nothing all the time. i can barely write and when i do its illegible and is a mess, the only time you can actually read it is if it was written at night by me. why does everything bad always happen. every single time. i dare to think i am safe, then something else happens and im so scared all the time. i can barely even remmebr to write it down, i should stop thinking of this. i need to stop thinking. "the angles cut my mind when i try to think" is nto exactly, but its pretty close. mine is more like "that was not you. you are someone else. you cannot read or understand what that person is saying. you can't do anything you have to just sit there and try to stop. i cant move or think." its more of fog. I cant remmeber a thing and its nice, peaceful even! but i know I can never escape. i can never breathe properly, actually run around happily with no responsibilities! i am stuck here forever. and i will never come out. no one else exists othe rthan me, this room, and the deep, oppressing night pushing at my window, begging to come inside and consume everything. why is that poetic. poetism time uhh peom poem edger allen poe? more like edgar allen POEM!!! get it? since he wrote a poem? not rlly but like...close enough?
