Some of this is a rant. So be a little warned.
Day one.
I was so excited. My best friend had told me about deviantART. I met the love of my life. My excitements gone as well as the person. I've made the greatest friends I could ever have. I've lost a few. But I'm not shot down yet. Not completely. i stand with few people. Some I wish I knew personally and some I'd wish I'd never met at all.
Year one.
I've cried over so much. So many people. and I've been gone for so long.
This is because I'm afraid of seeing the past. The one thing I've wanted to forget. The horrible things I've done. Mostly, the stupid, and just the hatred. I've learned so much from everyone over the years, but now I think it's time I move on and away from here. I need to set out my life. I might not leave completely but I'll be scarce. Mostly because I still miss the person I used to have and mostly because i'm too upset to even log in. (Which is pretty pathetic if you ask me.)and All I can say from this experience is thank you. Love is a bitch. and I'll see you again soon. and I've learned that not everyone is going to like me, and that I'm not going to like everyone and that's okay. That's okay because that is helping me realize we are all different and human. Now when i looked back onto my first messages, I was such a fucking weeaboo alright. its embarrassing. but I've come so far and it makes me want to cry almost because Ive never felt so happy. I love you guys to death, and when im ready to face the fact that I'm going to be okay, I'll be back. Which will be soon I assure you. Goodnight.