If ever, in my life, that I will draw again, I will post a journal saying so.

I just stopped drawing. I cared less for Anime and I cared less for artwork. Oh, good talent gone to waste, I know. Heck, been so depressed I just didn't give a fuck.

My drawing quality lowered down very much, I have little to no motivation to really draw again or increase my skills. No one appreciates what I do in real life, except my brother, maybe. There is no one who I can really relate to at my school.


I've been creating graphics and shit, but hardly any drawings.



I had no motivation for anything. Not to even get up in the morning, to sleep, to eat, or to talk. I have no motivation to breath, sometimes I forget to. Bitch, I swear every sentence I speak. Oh, I don't know why I'm depressed. Except I was dumped, cheated, lost my job, lost my friends, even lost the inspiration to do my hobbies, I just started to play Sims 2, again, and I feel a bit better. I'm getting more angry and frantic in real life.

I don't need drugs, I need a fucking psychiatrist. BITCH. FUCK YOU, MIKE.