Hello...as some might have though I am dead or just have no artistic or writing abilites anymore..you are wrong. I just...long story, probably wont be on here much or possibly not at all. Anywho the point is I am probably going to be cleaning out my gallary of all that old emo poems and such. They were ok but they make no sense to me anymore. I'm kinda tired of similies and metaphores, no one ever gets it or knows what your talking about so I will just have to spell it out for them I guess. So insdead of "This scar it speaks wonders of tales down under, to the place I found the reason now I'll be in continuous slumber." It will be more something like this "Yeah I used to cut myself, and watch how much it bleeds. But I stopped for you...now you hurt more than I could have ever hurt me!" Idk its more of an angry approach than a depressed one...although I guess whoever wants to say what they like better thats fine..i will probably still be doing both anyways but you know whatever. Point is..my gallary is getting full of a lot of stuff I don't remember (I will keep the flashes though those are still epic) All right Im out of here.
Pweace
-wolf