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I always want to draw, but the feeling always gets countered by the immense, guilt-ridden urge to do something that's both noticeably productive and immediately gratifying. So if I decide to stop moping around to try doing something worthwhile, I'll end up doing stuff like… https://t.co/KhGSVDzwdK
If Addie has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Addie has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Addie has only one fan, then that is me. If Addie has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Addie, then I am against the world.
Why do I hesitate to do anything nowadays. It was so easy to play a new game or draw. But now it's always hesitation. Like I'm subconsciously worried about wasting time. I'll choose to clean my room for 3 hours, instead of playing a game. To know I've done something productive.
Waking up hours before work starts feels great. Slept 8 hours too. An ideal combo. The only downside is the reduced "free time". But perhaps that was just an illusion. Being tired as shit with my extra "free time" isn't really free time. Free time gained by sleep deprivation.
Alternate Dimension Addie
Somewhat of a paranoiac. Speaks in sporadic bursts. Mutters to herself. Often whispers. Seldomly sleeps. Stares off into the distance. Either deep in thought or lacking any kind of thought. Keeps a straight face despite appearing distressed. Somber.
Alternate Dimension Addie.
Somewhat of a paranoiac and isn't missing any limbs.