i know i can’t be the only one that has that one secret they’ll probably never tell.. what happened to me is why i act the way i act today, it’s crazy when really thought about.. i went through that.. and now im like this.. and i don’t like it.. not one bit. i can change though, i can be anything, do anything.. im a coward. why? it wasn’t my fault.. never. but what the hell am i trying to say :/ this mood. this emptiness that’s anything but empty.. would throw myself in my art but even sitting and drawing brings up all these thoughts, guess that’s why i distract myself with the computer..