As many problems that face me, as many ditches I fall into or how many times I am lit on fire, nothing phases me. Yeah, it's a product of antidepressants, which I love. It's kind of funny in a way that somebody at my school decided to print out my previous journal entry and turn it into school officials. Of course, their motive was to get me into some sort of trouble, as if I am abusing drugs. But, things like that don't get me anymore. I don't care what other people have to say and am certainly able to think for myself.
I am probably the best person I know besides Jason. But he is me and I am him and we are Jelley like a fusion of our names
Yesterday, I started taking Prozac. Not only does everything look so attractive, but I feel energetic and very happy! The sun is shining brightly and I am already scheming my devious deeds for tomorrow, haha! I certainly recommend Prozac for anyone who would like to have more of a spark (or regain that spark) in their life!!!!
My inspiration is dwindling. I'm both physically and mentally hungry. I want to come up with new ideas and put them on paper or a canvas, but everything I try is cliche and uninteresting. I don't want to draw the same stupid anime that everyone else is drawing. I don't want to so this anymore... I'm sick of living at this point in my life. I'm so depressed. The winter came and froze my fountain of youth. The water doesn't flow and it is cold and uncomfortable. I want to eat but I am not permitted. Every small flaw that I see is amplified tenfold to become a horrendous visual mistake that makes everything ugly and renders my mood to an even mo