The world is on my shoulders, I can't stand the weight
It's shadow looms over me, a reminder of everything I hate
Oh, what I would give anything to leave it all and walk away
But I know how the guilt would eat at me everyday
I wish I could power through, give it my all
But no matter what I do, I just feel so small
Is there a way to remain persistent?
The longer I struggle, the more I grow indifferent.
One day, I'm going to cover my room in beautiful paintings of the sun, the moon, and stars. It's gonna be awesome
the moon in paintings✨🌙
I can't read music. How should this be done?
I can't read music, and what good is singing a song without knowing how it should be sung?
I can't read music, can barely hold a tune.
But when you're in a musical, you better learn quick and catch up soon
me: sleep?
brain: no.
me: so what, laying here thinking about life? Thinking about something constructive maybe?
brain: lmao. nope.
me: okay then what. What's the third option.
brain:
RA-RA-RASPUTIN, RAISIN-POWERED FUCK MACHINE
Still sleepy. Now laying in bed, listening to Chappell Roan on repeat.
I had to do math in one of my theatre classes today and got so stressed that I started crying in front of everyone
can't afford the bag, but I can't stop thinking about it either.
so I drew myself with one
Moth and Butterfly Bags // Vitka Design
~~Theatre major with a caffeine addiction and constant anxiety~~ [20] [They/Them]
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