#kengie

Seriously,

Today is one of those days where I feel completely bound to philosophically insignificant factors.

If I don’t get a day to myself, and do what I WANT to do, I’m going to explode.

I can’t even paint my damn nails or clean my car or sketch a friggin doodle. I’m getting so sick of this responsibility crap. Now I know why adults marvel at the idea of a vacation. Only; most adults have at least the weekend to pursue personal pleasures or tasks. I have nothing. My entire week is booked and I’m fucking sick of it.

It’s starting to affect my health.