Entries from 2015-12-01 to 1 month
The pavement is hidden The black trees are broken The sky is white linen A caw from the crow and It rises and falls Fast and then slowed It builds up a pressure Deep in my bones I’m slipping away From all of this pain To set myself free I’…
School sucks but at least there's the little things... Today my crush shouted across the classroom to tell me she liked my haircut and I am now dead inside. See you in the afterlife.
I'm an artist. I do things how I want them to be done, with style.
I cut my hair at 5 AM Monday morning, December 7th, 2015. I finished touching it up yesterday with a razor comb that I was able to convince my mother to get for me. She freaked out at first, yeah, but mainly because she would rather I have…