It all started with this kid who was failing everything in school. Yet he sucked at most everything.
He made no friends and he had talent for sports.
He came home and went to his room, locked the door, did something, and then came down to eat the same slop he ate every day. After dinner, he would go to the bathroom and force himself to throw up, sticking fingers down his throat.
When his mom asked him something he would not answer, and if she yelled, he would punch his head, and he would go to his room, angry and crying.
His mom used to try to be soft on him, but she just didn't care anymore; she is probably sick of it. One time, she care
sorry I'm an ass and I leave and leave time and time again.
I'm sure everyone hates me, so this is me warning everyone not to rely on me. I'll be here and there, often updating ~theindiankid (https://www.deviantart.com/theindiankid) in my spare time. I have a facebook and a myspace and all that..
sorry to anyone I've been disappointing for years, days, months, any of that; my memory is shorter than ever. I've been pushing myself to get through, I'm swamped.
I saw 3 dead crows today and my black cat took a shit in my closet.
I've got another account on dA: ~theindiankid (https://www.deviantart.com/theindiankid)
it's where I'm putting most of the stuff I've been doing/done for school, trying to sell stuff, doing commish, etc.
:c I wish I had time for all you precious people, but alas. The city is a cruel mistress.