User blog comment:Fire InThe Hole/WHAT UPDATE/@comment-1917722-20151102152222

School and the many different large projects and assignments and literature exams are making me bloody nervous and it hurts. Oh and if anyone has something that they wish to have a drawing of, go ahead and ask me because pretending to be an artist is all that can keep me happy during the weekends.

Yeah, my life? It's probably not as horrible as that of others, but it's far more hectic than my feeble self can deal with. Could it have something to do with a hilarious failure at a summersault in which I managed to ram one of my knees straight at my jaw? I hope not. Is it perhaps because I unconsciously miss my dad? Does it have something to do with my inability to keep up social contact?

I don't want to know any of this. You're more than welcome to give me things to draw, though. See it as a way of keeping me sane. Maybe it is, who knows. Perhaps I really am that fucked up in my mind.