This page is closed.

I deleted all the journals...those promiscuous details are now silenced.

As to my absence, too much has happened.

As an artist I have evolved, and developed a new sense of what is art.

I will not post it online...I don't want the IB on my ass saying I got an image of the internet.

I have transfered(10 minutes ago) after reading comments and deleting journals. I will solely use the site for creating lengthy critiques of what is displayed here as prose...an art critic you could say.

My new username is PacktSardines.

If I'm not mistaken this is the link:
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The reason for me leaving I may have left unclear but I deserve to clarify it.

I came to the point here where I believed to be in the habit of giving out too much about my life. I don't mind giving out my emotions, but I do mind giving out names, I do mind giving out a lot of things which I found myself doing, and in fact I found myself very unconfortable, the problem is being completely anonymous and referring to people as "a" or "b" sounds ridiculous when read. Any other reason I really gave out was bullshit, I also just found a sudden lack of interest with school and all, new school, new student it just seemed dead from one day to the other.

Do not respond...this page is officially closed.