It's cliche to say "I'm back" and more fierce then before, but in some regard that is far from true. There's this whole theory that you starve for your art, but I think I've become ravanous for it. Only to be stood up for the likes of other's opinions, ramblings and pity. However, I know once the image, the moment, the feeling and the angst that I had once sewn into my womb was now released; adoptions sprouting everywhere.
oh art, where have you been my love?
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