- Mood:
Bitter
I'm not happy. Not happy at all.
I'm whiney right not, and I haven't felt like this since I was probably eight or whatever but I feel so goddamn whiney.
I have this nice desk, it's only now I began to use it properly and now because of my family who is remodeling the house they decide to take it and strip it clean without asking me first.
Guess what I do? I'm not mature. I cried. Got pissy. Got so annoyed and frustrated. Whiney, whiney, whiney. And I hate myself.
I don't want a new desk but now I don't want my old one. All that I've done to is is gone, or going to be removed anyway.
My room is so effin' untidy because they dumped stuff in my room because of the remodeling.
I hate that. I hate, hate, hate that sooooo much.
I want my old desk. I don't want it as it is now. I want my room back to the way it was. I can't. I'm too whiney right now to think properly.
I hate deviantArt now. I seriously wanna dump this account in a trash bin and go to my second account and stay put there.
Gaaaah.........
But that'll take time and all I wanna do is draw, draw, draw.
But I can't draw, draw, draw because I have lost proper will to draw about stuff. I wanna do comics, I was gonna do comics, my effin' desk is gone and I have a crap for crap small desk. A small cluttered bed and I don't like it.
I want a hug so badly from a friend or my mum or to stop being so goddamn whiney. Not everything is about me, jeez.
Damn drama, damn blogs, damn rant, damn damn.
La-di-da-di-da....gaaaaah
hate whine bitch blah.
I seriously wanna give up on painting now.
No art. No nothing. If I switch accounts I'll just post it on a journal or something. GAH.
MOVED
Neutral
Happy
Pestered
Bliss
