plastic.

and there is no way of escaping it. no way of escaping any of my fears. they're knocking and screaming. when they walk in, they won't like what they see. when they break down the walls, they won't like what they see. i've locked every door. i've thrown out every key. but they will kick them down. they will kick them down, march straight to the center, and stare. they will stare and they will see me. naked. trembling. they will break down my walls. they won't like what they see. they won't like me.

messed up on the coloring

i created a small piece out of my anger towards certain people

off to bed i go.

the exciting subject of chemistry calls my name at 7:45AM

farewell, world.