Also, about the movie I just posted about. It never clicked that Antonio Banderas appeared until I saw his name in the poster. Even when I saw him on the movie haha.

It’s really weird. A lot of actors from movies I’ve watched yesterday, several days and weeks ago appear on the film.

It’s obvious. The more movies you watch, the more actors you’ll know. But it’s fun like: “hey I just watched you yesterday and you were and asshole but now you’re a different person”

Isn’t the job of an actor wonderful and amusing?

That made me kinda happy.

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Now I have no anon and no friend. Let’s see how I cope.

I have projects to finish, so I guess I’ll start with that.

To my anon…. The only thing that I’m truly curious about is who you might be. I want to know who you are and why you write those messages to me. But I’m not sure if I want you to tell me your name. I’m scared of getting disapointed. Because that mystery made me comfortable. You were who I wanted you to be.

Write me one last message…. Write whatever you want.

every time someone ignores my messages I feel like writing stupid things to them for hours until they fucking answer.

maybe I should do that. just give people a real reason to hate me….

I’m slightly pissed off right now.

I need a hug.

I don’t feel sad anymore. but there’s this moment after feeling really shitty were i just feel so empty and found myself sitting in my room with a blank stare listening whatever’s around me, like my computer or the ceiling fan or the crickets or that weird buzz you ear gets sometimes.

Watching other people’s successful relationships are a reminder of why I want to fucking kill myself.

I’m so jelly and I hate them but she is my friend so I’m too happy for her.

sunday’s suck. but tomorrow is definitely going to be worse.

I think I have the worst attitude. no wonder I’m a rejected piece of ass

westsidekanye replied to your post: I think I might fail three classes from six I…

you’re brilliant at what you do girl. I know that because even before I talked to you I saw your drawings in calculus with Margarita lol. And they were pretty good, you just gotta find the right approach and motivation. Keep on going :)

Thanks ;_;

The thing it’s not just about drawing anymore haha (by the way my drawings suck, especially when you compare them to the ones people do here x_x)

There’s just so many things to worry about and I feel like I’m not prepared for everything that’s coming. I’m stressed with my projects and my life and everything… I feel like I’m dissapointing everyone….

I miss calculus haha :c

j-orgy replied to your post: I think I might fail three classes from six I…

I cannot think of anyone who liked class when I went to high school but we all have to put with the bullshit that is homeowrk, test, and dumb fuck people. Don’t quit but teak a break to clear your mind.

I’m actually in college haha. But I guess I just need some rest. Sometimes everything is so overwhelming. I’m so worried aboutt he future. And I get scared because I feel like I’m not going to make it. I’m probably just stressed….

aw man, being rejected sucks

I think I might fail three classes from six I have. And I’m afraid I don’t give a fuck. I’m feeling shitty. I’m a shitty student but my parents think I’m smart but too shy to show it. That’s bullshit.

I don’t know why, school’s never really interested me. I’ve never felt attracted to it. I don’t know why.

What do you think guys? Do you feel like I should call it quits and run somewhere else? Or do you think that if I do that, I’ll regret it in a few years? I’m really confused about what I want, well, I don’t know what I want.

I think I’m kinda good at what I do in school. But I’m too lazy, or maybe I can’t find a strong sense of purpose, I don’t feel motivated.

I feel lost.

I crave a relaxed moment with some(any) friends having a few laughs smoking some cigarretes…. Why do I have to be imprisoned in my parent’s house?

I can already feel how this summer is going to suck :/

when the person you want to talk to likes your status but won’t start a fucking conversation with you