oops, menthol.

2D serves as a good distraction, my fingers that are skipping across the keyboard are covered with bits of dry paint.

I think the only interesting thing I did today was to bleach the back of my hands. However, I left the bleach on for five minutes before I went to wash it all off. So the back of my hands are.. Semi-bleached. It is pretty obvious that I never really consider the consquences of my actions. I.. Just want to do what I want whenever I feel like it because life is too short. I don’t want to panic anymore or feel frustrated or any other emotion that is synonym to the two emotions that I just mentioned.

I don’t even want to think anymore but if I gave that up totally I’d really be nothing but an empty shell of a girl with bad eyesight and random bits of blonde in her hair, who has been treading on the path towards slow self destruction for as long as she can remember.