I thought I should say something.
First. I am not dead. I wish.
Second. The only reason for I'm not closing this account, is because I sometimes come here to see stuff.
Third. I stopped drawing, and writing. Say farewell to scrappy artworks and lame stories.
Fourth. I couldn't draw, or write, even if my life depended on it. I think it was stupid of me thinking it would be otherwise.
Five. I can't even write in proper english.
Six. Nobody care. Even you, you don't need to pretend you care, but thank you anyway. Don't bother commenting this journal.


Sorry for being me. Just because most people succeed at life, it doesn't mean everybody can.