Doing some work on my novel.
Hopefully i wont end up ripping it like the last one.
Lunch. And i did rip the last chapter.
I feel lonely.
Got no close friends.
It feels weird not being angry for a long time. I feel pent up.
Knife is the answer.
Knife always calms me.
Knife is love. Knife is life.
Prob gonna go buy a new knife. Not a cutter knife. Prob a flip knife or a butterfly knife.
Fucking hell. I hate school.
Right now I’m organizing my social notes.
Gonna go buy myself some dinner.
Hmm… what will I eat…
Ate this. Burrito bowl. $11.
Prob worth it.
Going home now. Tired.
Still gotta do some more stuff tho.