what the fuck// i got into SCAD
You are the most incredible person. You can do anything. I’m so proud of you.
That bizarre moment when you’re really upset but see a funny picture on the internet and give out a strangled, inhuman noise halfway between a laugh and a sob
Do you ever scare yourself by how dark your thoughts really are?
When I’m alone and I can let down my guard, I think such evil thoughts. I sadistically hope people I think are assholes suffer in some way. I don’t trust anyone. I can never relax. I can hate with so much passion. I get mad so fast. My temper is so short. I hold grudges for years. I want to throw tantrums and toss things and rage against everyone. Screaming. Kicking. Fighting. I want to lose control and punch a douchebag square in the jaw. I wish I could go off on an jerk and call them out on every single minuscule thing I hate about them. I want to say hurtful things and watch in satisfaction as someone crumbles lower than they made me fall. I want to hate and hate and hate and just keep it going. It feels so good to douse the fire in your chest with gasoline. But then I act professional and good again. It’s not healthy but there aren’t any outlets.