Hm. So, a lot's changed since last I wrote. I moved, I became unemployed, and still haven't fallen in love. Lmao. So, not much in the way of inspiration. Or... not all positive, and I refuse, absolutely and utterly refuse, to put one more angst ridden emo-tastic piece of poetry online for people to read. No one should have to read that, ever.

I'm more jaded since I started an account here. Less romantic and idealistic, but not totally broken. I realize there's such a thing as love, I have seen it in people I care about. I am, however, going to reserve judgment as to my applicability to said emotion.

I'd like to think that I'm stronger in some parts of my make-up than I use to be, but weaker in others.

All of this, to get to my point, alters my outlook, thus altering my art style. So, when/if I start putting art on here again, expect it to be harsh, mature, and vastly different that what might have been construed as my typical style. I'm not a little girl anymore, and I think my style will finally start to reflect that.