Fainelloth

... was drawing to a close.... Well, it's the school term that's drawing to the end, and I am about to feel slightly melancholic about this fact. Why is it always in the last weeks that I gain all my inspiration and motivation once again? In fact, I'm way too inspired at the moment. I stay up at night painting or drawing , just because I have to get all these ideas out of my head, or I find myself reading too many books and wanting to do too many things at the same time. It is a good feeling, though, and a kind kind of stress.

Honestly. Fuck. D: I'm definitely suffering from some kind of shock, this was just way too much for me today.  A friend from Arts Class had an accident in our arts room and fuck, ended up in hospital . I hope everything's going to be alright . fuck. I hate hospitals -.-

If life's such a bad joke, why can't we even laugh about it? Whenever you think you've reached the bottom someone comes to remind you of the fact that no, you were wrong about that. It can always go further down.