Take2h1

Honestly I been away from my art for my own reasons. Each time an ex breaks up with me I shed a part of me, this time I think it was something I thought I'd never lose. I lost my will to draw, I just don't feel like drawing no more .. When I was with her I felt like I was somewhere I belonged, I just felt happy with her and her group of friends. I know it's been a while now but it's been in my head a while. I've been "depressed" since and haven't really thought about drawing, honestly I'm 21 years old and been fired from plenty of my jobs and I'm just starting to wonder .. where the fuck am I supposed to be.

I always believed fire and anger are connected some how, the angrier you get the bigger the flames. It's funny how the people you called friends will watch you burn before even trying to help. I'd rather them to stand back before they burn themselves anyway. Times like this I'm glad I'm usually alone. Being alone never bugged me, I mostly been most my life. So let the flames consume me until the fuel is burned out.

The people I grew up with are the people who made me the person I am today. I was wandering if I should just abandon them, I mean that's what they seamed to have done to me