An Almost Goodbye
14 years ago
"Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree..."
St. Exupery Last night, when I went to bed, I almost decided to deactivate completely this FA account. But I don't think I can do so. But I can't maintain this as well, it's still kind of hard to come here. So, everyone who actually takes some time to read my journals, yeah, you, the few people who actually cares about this, grant me a word of advice.
I don't think I have any more artwork to post here, as my writing are as lazy as they can be, which means completely stopped. I'm not taking photos anymore, and I'm not the kind of people who can actually draw anything.
And, by now, my only reason of staying here are you, dudes, as I lost most of my interest in teh furry art.
So please, help this lazy and completely ashamed wolf, would ya?
I don't think I have any more artwork to post here, as my writing are as lazy as they can be, which means completely stopped. I'm not taking photos anymore, and I'm not the kind of people who can actually draw anything.
And, by now, my only reason of staying here are you, dudes, as I lost most of my interest in teh furry art.
So please, help this lazy and completely ashamed wolf, would ya?
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I'll help you out with whatever you need man.
*hugs*