sighs
where do I begin
so, I have two pics I gotta decide the fate of due to circumstances i'd rather not discuss (certain people already know what those circumstances are)
and I'm left wondering why the fuck I bother trying to get over said circumstances and how they mentally effected me
and why the fuck I bothered writing this at 03:17, not like anyone gives a damn shit about a stupid dragon like me
or at least, there's nobody who remotely cares about it