i hate it..
There's a world of creativity trapped inside my skill right now.. i can see it.. it's there, just staring back at me.. but i can't let it out. God knows I try. Every night, and I fail miserably. I'm to the point right now that I really don't care about much.. or anything. I don't want to make sense. I just want to express.. somthing.. anything, just to release the pressure.. god.. this sux.. T.T *cries*