I recently returned to this website to reminisce, and it went sour fast. It led to me deleting all of my journals, all but one. That you can still read, but be warned: it was written when I was twelve. It should serve as lesson and hope that people can change. I only kept that single one because I didn't want Pandora's box opening. I've already seen hell, others don't deserve to either. Anyway, activity will hardly change on here unless I get serious with my art, which might possibly happen. So to hold you, here's a quick update on my life:
I'm turning 18
I've learned I'm not entirely straight.
I've had a job at a haunted house.