Honestly, I could just slit my wrists just because I’m in such a rut. I can’t fucking draw or paint or make anything worthwhile and the days are going by v-e-r-y s-l-o-w-l-y. I’m plagued by self-doubt and I eat like one bowl of cereal a day. This is getting ridiculous.

I see everyone living their lives and doing what they’re doing and you know, they’re just doing so much better than me. WHY? I doubt I even have potential to draw from in the first place to actually get me to the place where I want to be in the future, you know?

Why couldn’t I have just been a sensible accountant type?

Oh I remember, because I would have been so dull that I would have jumped off the Eunos flyover.

Arrrgh I could just bang my head against the wall if I weren’t so paranoid about the fact that you lose brain cells everytime you do that.