6.22.2001
 
In the midst of utter frustration, I've come to a conclusion.

I can't live in this damned closet anymore. Being around my friends who aren't all that accepting forced me to put on my "straight" mask again, and I even have to censure my artwork for fear of them finding out.

This was why I've been suicidal in the past; the restrictions are suffocating me. Up until highschool I've always had to block all my true emotions. Entering LVA, however, those chains of burden were lifted. I was free to flirt, free to act "effeminite", and even make art the way I want to.

So, basically I'm having a creativity stroke. Dammit!

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