Hiatus
I feel that all my supporters are a glacier, and I am the main piece that is slowly drifting away.
In silence.
Each day I feel like crap, and it's getting worse and worse.
Lately I feel like something is getting in the way of things but I don't know.
I'll never be as good as anyone, my art is trash.
I just need a break from things.
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