I won't tell you where to find me.
No, I'm not coming back.
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I introduced so many people to deviantART. They've all forgotten me. I shouldn't have even called them friends.
I'm getting a completely new online identity. I gave the few who cared some time to add my new MSN. It was in my status for three fucking days. If you don't have it, too bad.
It's all your fault that I'm going away. My watchers never check out my work or comment in my journals. Almost all of you are pieces of shit as far as I'm concerned.
I still hate my art. I always will. I came here with a mission. I made the resolve to become a better artist. I made the resolve to meet honest people that share my interests. I made the resolve to build self-esteem on deviantART. That didn't happen.
Just to prove all of this, let's see how many people comment in this journal within a week. Let's see if I was the one that brought any of them to deviantART. Let's see if anyone actually comments at all.
They fucking won't. Why? Because you're all bastards who don't give a damn about others and just want sympathy for your lies.
Come to think, this is the fourth site I've left today. And I feel fine. I might even feel better than I have for two years.
Before, I steamed up and walked out.
But..
..
If you ever look at this..
Could you have a chance to add me on your msn? ]:
I truly care about you, and that isn't top bull shit just as the simple words of sorry. Because you have every right to be pissed off.
You have my deepest condolences,
and I really miss you..
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