Why does it seem like when something is finally gettin good someone has to pull the rug from under you? Well life has come to a screaming bloody hault. Serously. The one I thought was my One nd Only has a one nd only love of his own, Cocaine. I cant find a good job, I have no inspiration to draw or even play video games.... *Gasp!* I dnt even have any WIP's I can work on. well i do but i dnt want to. This is about the time i wish i were back in school. I am completely lost. I made a few new friends but they all have ties to my druggie x. My juggalo homeboy is out of town all week and only comes around on the weekend too. Lost, lost, lost, lost! I feel like i have no purpose anymore. Im empty. Oh well, lets hope they are right and time will heal wounds. *sigh*.... Must Have Hope...