Cennamon Zone

Hiya \o/
My name is Celia, aka Cennamon.
she/her pronouns | from the UK | 20 years old

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Artist of many mediums and varying degrees of success, currently studying "sustainable product design" at university.
Some of my other interests include experimenting in sandbox games, exploring post-rock discographies, and binging YouTube edutainment.

That's basically me :)

Feel free to nosy around, that's the reason I made this place innit

Featured Song:

"Never Know" - Durutti Column
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Celia goes to college: Continued

For many years prior to university, I had already been “adulting”. I never really got a proper childhood for reasons I can’t bring myself to digress. Occasionally people have stepped in to support, but for the most part I’ve been working things out the hardest way. It’s draining.

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Uni was the only place to accept my application, I thought it’d be my best hope at progression, or at least it’d keep a roof over my head. Yet I still feel a constant dread of becoming homeless again. Once was bad enough. My peers have their own personal issues, though can find the means to live somewhat freely. To me nothing is rewarding. I’ve become cynical to the point it’s palpable. My own suffering has made me insufferable.

Ruminating on the events that lead me here has only incapacitated me. I don’t want to keep the score anymore. I’m not only troubled by my past, but my future too. The world seems to be getting more unstable in general.

Art can flourish from pain too, though the internet no longer presents itself as a place for artists to safely muse. My prime method of self-expression has been silenced.

So here’s a whole load of nothing else to say.