Had a rather enlightening consultation session with Mr Lee today. Finally, after 2 months, I've found my focus. TRUST. That's what my A Level art project will focus on. How do you know who to place your faith in? How do you know they won't backstab you? Socrates claims that there's some inherent good in people, but is that true? The whole world is out to get you, and there's no light at the end of the tunnel. People all around you might be putting on a mask, and you never know what's real and what's not. This is a dark, evil world, and being on my toes all the time is my only armour. It's the only thing I can do to prevent myself from getting hurt. It's all a facade, actually. Our lives are all a lie. Sad, but true. I lost my rose-tinted glasses last year, and I have no intention of making a new pair.

To you. Don't take it out on me, please. I want to connect, I want to talk to you, but you just ignore me, even though I'm talking to you face to face. You claim you're tired, but who isn't? I'm tired, but I do make an effort. I'm really drained, you know? Investing everything isn't really reaping the results, and it's sucking everything from me. It's come to a point when I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel, and finding nothing there. Please don't do this to me anymore, don't take me for a ride.

Also to you, and you. Clinging on is painful. I've been there done that. So don't. The guilt's getting to me.