E, so i know i usually only post vent stuff here, which, im sorry, but ill post more related stuff, i p r o m i s e
(haha n e r d you drew a scene? from a book? AS A VENT?)
Im sorry this isnt colored, or digital, but you can kinda see whats going on
This is me venting about being at seattle for a comp. for dance. i come from a small town, well, smallish compered to seattle, and it just felt claustrophobic already in there.. day of, the dressing room had about 50, maybe more people in there dressing for dances, and double the stuff, in an about 10 ft by 50 ft room, which you can imagine, did not help my claustrophobia. if you can see whats happening here, one dragon is chained while the other is free. i barely knew anyone, and didnt want to talk, and when i did, i kew it was a mistake. my one ally betrayed me in a way that hurt, and i didnt say anything because i didnt want to start a fight. lots of things just seemed off, but i knew i was lucky in the first place to be there, and i shouldnt say anything. The only thing i had (which i shared with like, one person i knew since she had a lot of stress) was a stuffie that my best friend/crush gave to me, and helped a little. and then the dance came up, and i was not on count, and i was in the front for almost the whole dance. WHICH. DID. NOT. HELP.
Anyways, thanks for reading if you did