Me: Oh awesome, tomorrow's sports! I wanna get that A for running!

Also me: MOM, my ankle hurts! if it's not better by tomorrow, can i skip sports??

My school: yeah, we cancelled sports tomorrow because half of the class will be having a test so what's the point in making half a class come to school on time? who needs lessons??

So yah, now I have the first two lessons of tomorrow off and my school day starts at roughly 11 am. sweet!

it's 3 am now tho so yeah... XD

Continued with the design for xxfantasy_reaperxx cause I got bored of waiting for a reply

Dunno about this.

Also drew some sketches for a pretty awesome youtuber (used the ones he drew as references):

and then this happened:

Not finished yet but eh...

Also, i drew some today in school but I'm too lazy to get my bagpack from downstairs so I'll show you another time, I guess.

I've been working on Germany's character as well.

Also:

AFTER WHAT CRITERIA IS THIS JUDGED???? THE FUCK?!?!?!?! HOW IS MY CRAP ON #7?!?!

Also lol, I just noticed that my adoptable book is the only book that has legit tags.

My artbook has these tags:
art, artbook, drawing, draw, ihatethinkingoftagstoputonmybooks, itsjustartforheavenssake

Well done me, well done. 4/6 are normal! Such proud.

Anywho

Aleppo Loide!

https://youtu.be/m24x0uINY0Q

English Lyrics:

Razor blade love

Part 1:
Syringe next to the cooker, mainliner-life worth nothing
only love for the blade, cutting against the pain
nothing touching heart, scraggy and bare
her bed knows names sperms of the town's losers
she lies among built lies and dirt
her belle of the ball's dress decorates the sleepy skeleton
she can love in the dream, fly away in the dream
enjoy life, defeat her obsession in the dream
the small ponging room in the house behind the mountain
her hope, only a bottle post out there in the ocean
out there is more, wants merely to get out like them
holds a picture of Pam, once had looked like her
never believed the bible and couldn't see the tat
so frigid, so young, sweet 17
just watch the maggots on the wall their life downhill,
like the cockroaches on the wall

Hook:
But she loved the blade, lied in the blade,
nobody would ever understand it, her love for the blade
she went one step further
one cut further
the best friend lies one grip [or grasp] further
But she loved the blade, lied in the blade,
nobody would ever understand it, her love for the blade
it went one step further
one cut further
the best friend lies one grip [or grasp] further

Part 2:
He loves loud music, clenches the fist with the beat
nods, deepens in the dream and escapes
the boozing of him, talk at night
the feeling being worth nothing, the blows [percussions] afterwards
since mummy has gone, the cancer has taken her
there's nothing anymore, life fucks off daily
the house a jail just
wants out into the crowd
live his life, succeed it
wants the applause in the crowd
at night hundreds of thousands crowds, this dignity and power
is awaked, one bang, Dad has tightened the belt
*bang*
hammers on him
*bang*
pulls down skin
*bang*
childhood dies in his fog
these walls can scream
is indefinitely alone
has to kill a part of himself to be alive
only crying as long as nights are
lies in the blood in the shower
dead with 14, he was such a dab hand at school

Hook:
But he loved the blade, lied in the blade,
nobody would ever understand it, his love for the blade
he went one step further
one cut further
the best friend lies one grip [or grasp] further
But he loved the blade, lied in the blade,
nobody would ever understand it, his love for the blade
it went one step further
one cut further
the best friend lies one grip [or grasp] further

Part 3:
Kids wake up, kids of the night
the party's song of the last kids in the town
the radio broadcasts voices in the wind
"Sky is the limit"
who knows, where sky begins
we are forgotten kids, hardly to lead
no plan, no urge, heart and brain are missing
are blunt and dumb, can't be touched anymore
need drugs to never feel the pain again
escape forward, the time has arrived
revolution has never been that within one's reach
we love that state here
love that market here
Mum, single, 3 children, living better with Harztz 4**
eyes tired, faces empty
here thoughts disappear at night in the sea of lights
the steadily headwind, the view aggravated
the school of life is closed, learned nothing

Hook:
But we love the blades, lie in the blades,
nobody would ever understand it, our love for the blades
we go one step further
one cut further
the best friend lies one grip [or grasp] further
But we love the blades, lie in the blades,
nobody would ever understand it, our love for the blades
we go one step further
one cut further
the best friend lies one grip [or grasp] further

**Hartz 4 is the german social help that provides you with money and job interviews while you're job hunting for a longer time.