Well f*ck

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I have no will of want to show my drawings anymore, becuase f*ck my life.

None of you need to really know. Its better off that way. It'll be to much harm.

And don't say anything about me having a mood, that you've been there or that I can talk to you about this.

This 'mood' has been going on for almost a year now. I consider it as a curse by now. No, you haven't been through 'this'. It's not depression, well I don't think it is, but neither is it something to be said or fully known by anyone. I can't tell you what I'm going through to protect others. This isn't just for my sake, but much more for my close friends.

Besides I'm still going to upload, but it seems like I just dislike showing my art now to the point I've been crying or ranting to my friend (btw thanks... Mitch.). It'5 unhralthy I know that for a factz but its for the best.

Anyways, I might not be showing my art as much, but again its for the better.
•Kiesha

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