I'll still try and me on social media to just,hang out with friends, but there is no promises.

I'm locked in a room with no food, no water, I'm really running out of energy here. I'm getting tired of the situation I'm in and it's making me act different, and I'm worried I'll accidently push people away. As for art, my dad took my computer and I don't have the faintest idea when he'll give it back. That is, if he even gives it back.

Even if he does, I don't know if I want to come back. It's getting hard trying to make it through everyday, acting happy and stuff. Even when I talk about it, I don't feel like I could ever truly say everything that's going on. I don't like when people pity me, or think I'm nothing but a saddened person. I'll be honest, no idea what I'm saying I'm just rambling. ☹️

Thank you 🖤

Thank you, and I am trying.