WASTED FOUR FUCKING PIECES OF PAPER AND I STILL CAN'T BLOODY WATER PAINT LIKE WHAT THE FUCK.
It's not that I expected it to be easy either but I just did not expect that I wouldn't be able to paint a single shit out. Like wtf man. So much for water painting being therapeutic. It just makes me so fucking pissed I can't even think.
THE COLOURS JUST WON'T WORK RIGHT. And somehow it sounds like my bloody life.
I just fucking hate it so much when you're so hyped to do something and in the end it turns out to be shit despite your best efforts. AND I HATE THAT I CAN'T FUCKING DRAW RIGHT NOW TOO.
I can't do anything and it's pissing me off. I failed sewing, failed drawing and it's like pissing me off so damn much I can't think straight. AND THIS IS SUPPOSED TO CALM ME DOWN.
Can't fucking yoga either.
Maybe that's why cutting has always been an easy resort because let's be real, it's fucking easy to split open your skin with a knife. Any idiot can do that, not that I'm doing it right now.
I just want to be good at something for once, dammit.
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