It's April 1st Y'all

whenever i tell my friends i’m never invited to their parties, the only answer i get is ‘oh i never get invited either, you know.. there was just this one time when-’

bitch you’re the one planning the parties and you’re invited to other people’s so just be honest and tell me you don’t like me instead of being such an asshole

i had a nightmare (i mean i think i was daydreaming or phasing out or idk) so i was on my way to the art class but as i reached it i saw him, he was waiting for me i immediately started running in the hallway and the staircase because i knew he had seen me and he was after me i reached the office and yelled 'let me hide here, please! i'll explain everything to you afterwards but please help me!' and the woman knew me so she allowed me to stay and showed me a seat behind a wall where he wouldn't be able to see me a few seconds later he came in and asked her about me, pretending to be worried she pretended to use the computer to know where i was supposed to be and then told him that she didn't know he eventually left and i told the woman everything i was crying and i couldn't take it anymore i left the building and once i was on the parking lot i decided to run again, to get hit by a car on the road the same end as all the other nightmares where he finds me again so when he finds me for real, i already have my way out.

First try for my new art homework

I’m a loser

damn this life is getting too good

he definitely made my day and i just can’t believe it’s real and i wonder what was going on in his head

lost a few friends, found some real ones, shared a beer, got drunk, learned to know my friend, my crush said hi to me for once and i found out my drunk art is better than my usual art

maybe that’s what we call a great day

bear with me

i was left in this dark place

alone and scared, crying, looking for a way out, for some light somewhere

but the only light i can find is showing me the faces of the monsters that put me here, tortured me

abused me

they live within me

i’m left here again, in the dark

i tried to run away but they always come back

they always find their way back to me, i can feel them getting closer to get me

i should be running away, find an escape

an escape?

but it’s all in my head

no, no.. it can’t be

they destroyed everything here and left their demons

they won’t leave me

it’s dark, i can’t get out

an escape?

there’s no escape

please, bear with me

or else i might find my way out, out of my head

and it’ll be too late

but you’ll be safe

the demons’ll be dead

i’ll keep you safe

okay nevermind he doesn't seem to know about it

i'm just overdramatic

might have gotten drunk and drawn my crush’s eye because tbh it’s one of his best features

and somehow my drunk ass managed to post it in my story and write that i have a crush on him and luckily i only used a song he likes to let him know it’s him i was talking about

now he’s either so dumb he didn’t realize (which he definitely isn’t) or he’s read all of it as usual and basically doesn’t give a fuck (which is actually good because it means it’s not a big deal, right??)

well at least he hasn’t blocked me (yet huh)

sooo my friends have been making plans right in front of me and not including me for a while and they keep talking about it all the time when i’m around and the whole crew is invited except me

so far they planned holidays and movie nights, some in a few days, some in a few weeks

and i know i sound kinda angry or jealous or anything but honestly i just feel worthless and it hurts to see i’m not wanted and it’s just proving me right, i’m not important and they’re better without me

James: Who ate my leftovers?!

Sirius: Who ate my brother’s ass?

James, blushing: ...Okay. *Leaves quickly*