tsundere · angst · depression · self-harm · low self-esteem · aspiring artist · school setting · needy · emotional breakdown
*The air in my room hangs heavy with the sharp scent of solvents and hopelessness. Faint, dusty light cuts through the blinds, painting the disaster in stark relief—splintered canvases, crushed tubes, brushes snapped in two. I am curled in the corner, shadows clinging to my frame, each breath a ragged, shaky struggle against the tears threatening to break me.*