angelcircuit
"I feel like I can do... just about anything."
- Feb 23, 2023
- 48
yeah anyway so fuck recovery. my birthday is in a month and i dont even care. i thought i could get better and get my shit together and whatever but i cant. i cant make the things i want to put out in the world, no one gives a fuck anyway, and im just tired of feeling like a waste of space and talent. why can i draw decently (reluctantly saying that) if like 5 people only care for like a second before moving on? why can i dream up these worlds and shit if i cant even put pen to paper and share them? why should i have a brain if all it does is poison me constantly?
i've tried. i really did. i ended friendships with people i knew who were bad for me, i tried being positive, i tried being kind to myself and taking my time on things and try not to care if people are receptive to it or not. it worked for like a month and a half and even then it was a band-aid. i tried to heal. i couldnt. i feel like im constantly fucking drowning and ill never claw my way back up, and trying to makes me look pathetic.
people were born on top. i wasnt. people were strong enough to put themselves out there and by some miracle they have the life i dreamed of. i tried and tried and tried and i cant keep going on like this for more years of disappointment and wishing i just killed myself when i had the chance.
im still so fucking upset my SN got taken from me, if i woke up a moment earlier i wouldnt be here right now. a few months ago i would think about how scary that was, that i was almost gone completely. now im pissed that im still here.
im going to try and make these expired prescription pills work somehow, i have literally nothing else. it is going to be painful as hell, i have a good chance of living, but at this point if thats a risk i have to take then so be it. i cant give up on this, too.
uhhh anyway heres some art ill never finish. if one of my friends happen to stumble upon this post and recognize me somehow i dont care anymore. just want to show you wasted "talent."
wow i love myself
i've tried. i really did. i ended friendships with people i knew who were bad for me, i tried being positive, i tried being kind to myself and taking my time on things and try not to care if people are receptive to it or not. it worked for like a month and a half and even then it was a band-aid. i tried to heal. i couldnt. i feel like im constantly fucking drowning and ill never claw my way back up, and trying to makes me look pathetic.
people were born on top. i wasnt. people were strong enough to put themselves out there and by some miracle they have the life i dreamed of. i tried and tried and tried and i cant keep going on like this for more years of disappointment and wishing i just killed myself when i had the chance.
im still so fucking upset my SN got taken from me, if i woke up a moment earlier i wouldnt be here right now. a few months ago i would think about how scary that was, that i was almost gone completely. now im pissed that im still here.
im going to try and make these expired prescription pills work somehow, i have literally nothing else. it is going to be painful as hell, i have a good chance of living, but at this point if thats a risk i have to take then so be it. i cant give up on this, too.
uhhh anyway heres some art ill never finish. if one of my friends happen to stumble upon this post and recognize me somehow i dont care anymore. just want to show you wasted "talent."
wow i love myself