scarofthesky

I've been thinking a lot about the past, the present, the future... none of them seemed real until recently. I wont bore you with the details on how my life took a complicated turn so fast. I was in a drunken stupor to remember any of it. I'm thinking if the things during that time are worthy to be recollected, now that they're gone. Back then, I lied even to myself (yeah, so judge me) and those lies are reason why I cant even publish a single epic moment of those sinfully blissful dark years. I lost the truth along with a lot of things and although the truth would be liberating I prefer not to air the dirty laundry here--in detail. Things

I've missed two good years of my life. I've wasted the two good years on women. I wont bore you with the details but I'll keep it brief, I love to do this shit (art) but somewhat the feeling of "Belonging" somewhere else forced me out of the box of creativity. I became lax, contented, and most of all, I took things easy. I wasted 2 years of art archive. And I'm having regretts I havent took screenshots of those things I've done in those 2 years. From now on, things are gonna change. Being single isnt so bad.

Is yes. The enduderment begins.