I might probably just quit. I don't feel like drawing or anything anymore, and I get frustrated at myself for that. I'm ****ing tired of it, I already get frustrated and stressed enough. The only reason I'm alive is because I don't want to worry anyone, saying they're already sorta in the middle of grief. Everytime I get mad, or whatever the hell, I just want to ****ing murder someone. I'm tired of it. I'm tired of crying, being so ****ing down and unmotivated. I'm tired of feeling useless, stupid, terrible, and just ****ing everything. It's none of your fault/s, it's my stupid self being an ass.. I'd rather be gone, and cause pain on others than myself. I hardly even ****ing care anymore.