【VOCALOID Original】Again【Gumi English】this song suits me so well.

me ik im ugly

contemplating on doing a face reveal

ima play sims 3

my confession.

i have schizophrenia.  im done trying to hide it.

absract nonsense the introduction

Words are jumbled up in my brain. I honestly never been more confused in my life. I made some pretty bad/stupid decisions yet not like this. how did I end up here? I frowned as I paced around an empty corridor of what is known to be the famous academy of hope. Me….going to school. Im not the kinda kid be accepted into an academy, nonetheless the academy of hope. I tried to cross my fingers and hope I’ll have a normal life here. this academy is far from normal though. This isn’t your typical high school. This academy is very different from others, it is known to be one of the best private schools in the world where students from all over the world who have special gifts and/or talents. Usually like famous actors / singer/ dancer /etc. excel greatly here. Yeah I’m honored to be here, but I have one problem. I don’t have a talent! I’m just your everyday middle class, awkward, nerdy, weird, bookworm. I can’t sing or dance to save my life. I’m horrible with computers. I’m an okay cook. Yet the reason why im here is really stupid. They think im a writing prodigy. Like really? Out of all the great talents in the world you chose a low class writer to be apart of an upscale upper class school! I feel like an outcast compared to the other students. And I haven’t even met any of them yet. Well I always liked to write. But still….. i see it more of as a coping skill then a talent. It seems crazy Where you can sit and watch the ink blast on to the paper and watch as you are god of a world that you create in your eyes. I feel like im stuck world where no one seems to understand why words are so important to me. They don’t understand. No gets it. They don’t know my characters like I do. They don’t know the good people I can make.  Maybe I like to write stories so I can create a peaceful world. Let’s just hope I can pretend I have a talent other than writing, I feel like I’m somewhat of a good actor. I looked around the empty corridor. I looked around the empty corridor and noticed my reflection in the window. Oh god.  I look like such a NERD. I’m wearing an old baggy blue sweater with a couple stains on it. A short grey skirt to match my sweater and two different stockings. One blue. One grey. Not to mention im wearing the biggest chunky glasses and messy brown curly hair. i look horrible. Im weird. Im a nerd. Not your next idol by any means. I moved closer to the window and leaned up against it.  But still even though none of it makes any sense.  it’s still art. Its still my story. My words it’s all art in their eyes. But its really just the confusion in my head where my mind demands answers. Yet it spills out my mouth like blood.  I sat on the floor and frowned. As I slowly drown in my confusion and curiosity and the blood that spills from my mouth. Yet I deny it. I deny the fact that it’s my talent. The only reason why it benefits me cause people think it’s a story, they think its fake. But they are wrong. No one will understand the main character in this story. Its real. So surreal. Tears dripped down my cheeks.  Maybe one day….. “are you okay miss?” I looked up. I might be able to meet someone who will understand my story.

how do you think my charatcers should look?

my story abstract nonsense

Words are jumbled up in my brain. I honestly never been more confused in my life. I made some pretty bad/stupid decisions yet not like this. how did I end up here? I frowned as I paced around an empty corridor of what is known to be the famous academy of hope. Me….going to school. Im not the kinda kid be accepted into an academy, nonetheless the academy of hope. I tried to cross my fingers and hope I’ll have a normal life here. this academy is far from normal though. This isn’t your typical high school. This academy is very different from others, it is known to be one of the best private schools in the world where students from all over the world who have special gifts and/or talents. Usually like famous actors / singer/ dancer /etc. excel greatly here. Yeah I’m honored to be here, but I have one problem. I don’t have a talent! I’m just your everyday middle class, awkward, nerdy, weird, bookworm. I can’t sing or dance to save my life. I’m horrible with computers. I’m an okay cook. Yet the reason why im here is really stupid. They think im a writing prodigy. Like really? Out of all the great talents in the world you chose a low class writer to be apart of an upscale upper class school! I feel like an outcast compared to the other students. And I haven’t even met any of them yet. Well I always liked to write. But still….. i see it more of as a coping skill then a talent. It seems crazy Where you can sit and watch the ink blast on to the paper and watch as you are god of a world that you create in your eyes. I feel like im stuck world where no one seems to understand why words are so important to me. They don’t understand. No gets it. They don’t know my characters like I do. They don’t know the good people I can make.  Maybe I like to write stories so I can create a peaceful world. Let’s just hope I can pretend I have a talent other then writing, I feel like im somewhat of a good actor.