RositheCat

Lessertale: Color of Emotions

*shows u object show sketches*

hi! *shows u my hfjone au called ManicONE*

I gave up wanting to be a Veterinarian because it was too much work. So I shot for something else.

I stopped caring because the world was cruel to me. Now I’m untrusting and mean.

I stopped making friends because it all ended in heartbreak no matter what I did. Now I’m alone.

I stopped trying to keep others because I couldn’t maintain long or short distance relationships. Now I have anxiety.

I bottled up everything and made up ghosts to be my friend because that’s the only thing that worked. Now I’m sadistic and hell-bound.

I gave up writing because my stories were confusing. Now there are readers waiting for an ending they’ll never get.

I tossed voice acting cause I went unnoticed by the year. Now I’m rusty.

I gave up doing songs because I couldn’t play an instrument. Now I’ve got 88 drafted songs.

I stopped doing song covers because I do more than I can reach. Now I’ve got a wasted gift.

I stopped reaching for the stars because I go unrecognized by the world. Now I don’t have the will to do anything.

I’ve accepted the fact that God hates me, as when I found the four-leaf clover, I got a week of pain and misfortune.

And when things finally got better for me, God said “fuck you” and proceeded to inject me with the sin of the world.

I couldn’t send a letter and you pronounced heard me shout “Pretty boy” alot, but I want you to know this and I hope you see it: