*fumes*

FUCK YOU.

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GOD I'm so fucking TIRED of this!!! I'M BLOODY EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD FOR FUCKS SAKE. I'm NOT a baby. I can CHOOSE MY OWN LIFE. I wanna draw porn? YAY I CAN. Because I'm an ADULT in all legal senses but drinking!! HAH. So fuck you mom. The ONE THING I'M GOOD AT AND YOU JUST CAN'T APPRECIATE ME FOR ANY OF IT. You don't even like my art when it's just normal.

I'm tired of being the BAD KID because I DRAW MAN SEX. Omg NO. It's so horrible. Because you know. It's SO MUCH WORSE THAN ALMOST GETTING PREGNANT, OR RUNNING AWAY, DOING DRUGS AND ALL THAT FUCKING SHIT. Because what YOU READ about your favourite SLASHES between BANDS is so much BETTER! THAT'S PORN TOO!!!!!!!!! IT'S NOT DIFFERENT! Yet you look down at ME?! ME?!?! What kind of RIGHT do you think you HAVE?! Is it RELIGION?! I DON'T GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOUR GOD THINKS ABOUT ME. I really really really really don't. I'm so sick of this. Leave me alone if you're just gonna rub it in that I don't fit in. I need a job.. commissions.. something. Fuck someone PLEASE fucking help me.. I need to get out of here. Before I lose it. Before I do something stupid. Why'd she have to come into my room? She never does. Never. But now she had to. And now I don't know. She's not mad, but she acted like it was SO WRONG. She called it a train wreck you just couldn't stop looking at. I just want to go away. Really bad. Go away. Damn it. Just leave me the fuck alone. Let me live MY LIFE. It's MINE. Not yours.

Damn it. I'm done. I'm not letting this ruin my night. It's going to be a fucking good night.