So....I know its been a while and for that, I am sorry. But, in January, I woke up to my home of 26 years on fire and my mother and I, unable to stop it. Sadly since that day, we've moved around constantly, but finally have a safe place. When I lost my home, I lost everything I had worked had to have, including pets. As of right now, Sabre was the only one of our inside cats to live, because I carried him out that day. I've been trying to rebuild my life. I went through a nasty brake up not shortly after the fire, delt with my moms now Ex-boyfriend, threatening to kill me for the house burning, and other things.

I'm slowly trying my best to get better and get my life back on track, but its been hard.
I sadly lost maxwell to the fire, but in his place I have Sasha, a gift from a close friend on here.

I'm trying to get back into doing artwork, but its been hard.

I'm doing the best I can, with the cards I've been delt. But my head is still above water