It's very strange to come back to all of this after so long.
I've grown much since this was my home, and I'm glad I had this place to allow me to express what I felt.
But, damn, I was an angsty motherfucker.
Ha, part of me wishes someone had told me to grow up, and yet another part of me says I wouldn't have understood, or cared to hear it, back then anyway.
Again, if I haven't done it enough before, thank you to everyone that I became close to here. It felt like I had my own family that understood and knew me. For the most part, you all helped me live and desire to create. So much inspiration, I feel almost sad that I don't have as much of it anymore.
But that's certainly not to say I've lost everything. I still continue to draw, write, compose...I still work everyday on everything I can. The place I live in isn't really conducive for interesting ideas, but they come along.
I was 16 when I started an account here...
I'm 20 now. That boggles my fucking mind.
I came back tonight to recover many of my old drawings and writings, and man, oh, man...the memories...
Well worth all of the bullshit, I'm glad to say.
As you might have noticed, to anyone who actually checks up on me, I haven't submitted anything in quite some time, and that's not going to ever change.
My ability has skyrocketed since...but I have a feeling that the ride was over long ago and it's time for me to move on to other places, other outlets.
Online goodbyes are a bit silly, so I'll say "See ya 'round!"
With much love to you all,
Dustin