This beautiful struggle we all have come to know as life. Each day that passes puts us closer and closer to our fate but no one knowing what exactly that fate has in store for us. Today is the day that creativity has spawned no possibilities for myself. Who knows if I'll ever finish these things I'm starting and further more who knows what will be done with them when they are. I have a talent I put to waste. Most people would love to be able to draw/write etc the way I can and some where along my way I've taken it for granted and figured it'd never be good enough. What I was actually saying is that I would never be good enough. Well I've had enough of that. Enough self loathing banter about how or why it'll never make me anything. I've lost a lot of years on wondering what could have been in many areas of my life. So, here is to making a change...

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