Oldest one I was able to recover.For the first time I realized that I had to leave my home.
Not sure about the date here.
First one I shared with people.
Made it while listening to Harvey by Her's
I was drunk again.
Girlhood is something precious and I don't know what to do with it.
I don't really remember.
Drawing is becoming harder and harder.
+ Poetry. I think I may be doomed.
I think I'm going to do more of those short texts with visuals.
Forgot to upload this one, was too tired. Lmao.
I swear I do but I can't stop this sudden wave of hate everytime. I'm so sorry.
Every good thing I have and will experience is already gone, it's all wasted, it's all gone. I need to be gone.