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Please leave my room

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There are times when we are playful and carefree and times when we contemplate in our dark thoughts. It really doesn't matter what background or personality type you have, we all have dark times. 
Some throw tantrums, some gorge, indulge in entertainments and other distracting activities, sleep, be physical, spend time alone, etc. It's interesting seeing a broad range of activities people do when they are troubled. Some healthy, some not really. Some throw obvious red flags, some keep it real low. Then again, even with the same person, they can alternate between being silently personal or batshit crazy. Depends on the situation I guess. 

Kai is the type to just keep this to himself, but often it's best if it's really just to himself. Because you don't know what he may have been doing in the dark room -wink wink- :meow: 
Jokes aside, he prefers very strongly to be alone in times like this. Please leave when he politely asks you so. 

Rita on the other hand would probably go punch the hell out of a sandbag. 

Photoshop. Was browsing through deviations and drew this later. 

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PeixesdeAquario's avatar
I read the description. Honestly, I bottle everything up, until I break down.
Everyone I met, says I belong in the army or some other force, because I'm somewhat strong.
I punch walls, tables... whatever comes my way... just to keep it from getting out. But when it does, it's my mom I have to deal with. A woman from whom I got my rage/depression problems, and honestly never helped me as I was growing up, just made it worse.
And going to pre school and then high school, didn't help either. My dad is thinking of sending me to a psychiatrist, but it's been years since he said he would do it, and now days... still waiting. I don't know what to do...
I just wanted... to... don't know.