So I've never posted a journal entry here before. I don't even think anyone would want to read the manic musings of a detached girl (AKA me), but I have things to say, and where better than here to say it? I've, creative wise, let myself go. I haven't painted, drawn, collaged, written anything in what seems like years, it might as well be a millenia. I've fallen far from where I aspired to be, I've let myself float down into that warm, seemingly, delicious darkness that I can't seem to extricate myself from. And it's only gotten worse. Not that I haven't been here before— trust me there are plenty of dark shadows that pockmark my life&#