Please just let this stop. I don’t have the energy for this, I’m trying to keep myself distracted by working on things but distractions don’t last long enough and this hurts, it hurts, it fucking hurts and I’m really fucking scared of how I try to cope with this shit except I’m scared of writing too much in here because I don’t want to scare other people and I don’t know what to do, I don’t, I don’t, please let this be over, please god.
Hello, I am Chris, professional detective of the ages, part-time chickadee, and full-time Bird Prince. I'm also a freshman art student at PNCA.
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