i. am. so. unhappy. that. it. makes. me. sick.
i am continuously going around and around and around in circles in his hell hole. i am banging my head against my desk just to try and blackout the frustration of being here.
Is this all there is and ever will be?
all i think about is art. isnt that what i should be doing?
its all i think about. its
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