whoamahgodhullo,world.
So, I conveniently forgot the password to my more recent account(yes, I rock like that, shut up please?). Which is why I'm stuck writing in an old account; a journal which will probably never be read.
I'm writing here, because, quite frankly, my journal on my other account disgusts me.
How long've I been gone? A year?
Yeah, I do realize I'm practically alking to myself, but since when was I for rationality anyway?

Back to topic, I guess you could say I've changed a lot. Maturity slapped me in the face, physically, mentally, emotionally, and all that jazz. OHOH, and vocabularily~!(iamawarethatadverbdoesnotexist.) And I've moved on to other things. I'm not sure if I'll ever come back to drawing and such(I do know I'll be writing, though. Art was my first love, literature was my soulmate.), but, yeah. Whatever.

So, my repulsive other journal was half-right, it's not exactly a hiatus I'm on.
It's a hmm...near-eternal vacation? ) Yes. Right. That.

To all I've loved and all who've loved me back, I still love you guys.
I'll see you all again, someway or somehow.
Whichever you prefer.

...and I'm off.