Mercurial-Mythic

I like how I have this interesting tendency to disappear from social media sites for long periods of time. Then suddenly post stuff. For now, this account is a receptacle for me ranting about my existence. In a less crisis-laden manner than before, because my subconscious and time seem to have worked out the worst of it. But still. Because this is probably pretty much anonymous. If it's not, people, tell me so I can delete this whole thing and get back to loitering around my house. So. Personal identity issues. Yay. Also, first-infatuation-in-over-a-decade issues. Yay. That being accounted for, I shall depart.

I wrote a journal entry on here about three or four days ago. It disappeared, I think. ... What. On another note, I feel like I should complain about sucking at life, but I don't think I should complain about sucking at life.

Deviantart is the location where I'll put all my rants at life, because no one knows who I am on here. Yay. So. To summarize today's feelings: Life is a pain, college is a pain, I'm apparently a lazy ingrate, I'm generally incompetent, and I have enough negative self esteem to cause implosions. And I can no longer let myself cry properly about any of this, even when I want to do so for cathartic reasons. Because [insert childhood psychological weirdness here]. I'm also going to regret putting this on the internet because I sound like a whiny brat, but what else is new? Bright side- I have a system now, the system might help with 'fix all m