It Doesn’t Matter. Right? - Blog Posts

ugh Shadow Man the walten files twf fanart twf the walten files fanart susan woodings yeah idk anymore it’ll be over soon at least but … fuck bro I have art supplies here to use cuz my aunt said she doesn’t mind me doing things in the house Unlike my mom. but I can’t do all that I wanted to cuz of my mental health and lack of good food. also I’ve been living on nasty bottled Water cuz the sink water is metallic and I don’t trust my aunts fridge water. pls god just take me back. i miss living closer to be beach and in a pretty area. this area is nothing but dry rocks and dead grass. the shopping center nearby is almost a ghost town with almost all buildings vacant and out of business except five places ever that I heard are overpriced. it blows so much. i can’t even go outside and go exploring like I used to be able to whenever I’d feel horrible while inside cuz it’s like the high 90s outside every fucking day and also according to my dad this area isn’t the safest … bro you have no clue how horribly I’m doing. I’m so alone and all I can do rn is beg the few others I know to call me so I can verbally speak with others and not go insane. again sorry for venting here I just don’t know anymore and I’m sure nobody checks these so it’s ok ig. i admit yes I do want people to check on me. yes I do want pity as sad as it sounds. i just want some encouragement or some sort of ‘wtf that’s terrible ‘I’m sorry for that and Ik u can make it through’. just something like that yknow. but i don’t really feel heard by anyone except maybe two people and lately I’ve been having breakdown after breakdown cuz I feel so alone and ignored by most people :^\ it’s a sucky mindset to be stuck in again sorry if it’s weird to vent here lol tumblr tags r weirdly comforting to vent in and my acc gets only a bit of reach anyways so it doesn’t matter. right?