Maho-chan

That town kept me locked in for years. It's given me my worst nightmare, and made me face it multiple times. It attempted to corrupt my dreams. That town has seen me down on all four, hammering at my own values. It's watched me burn down all chances I had of a happier life and then purge the rest of these never-ending days alone with only a glimmer of hope left in my eyes. I am NOT going back. The beast has grown tired now and it can't hurt me anymore. It has already taken everything it could from me. Here I am, still standing. Music is by my side. It's wing-shaped arms are sheltering me from their shallow minds unable to comp

Honestly, the only reason why I do journal is to have a chance to write in english, since I pretty much vowed to never write in any language but french on my blog. At the same time, it's a pretty significative way to express anger towards people I know who use DeviantArt but don't seem to know the URL to my blog because I don't find them worthy of actually knowing me. I would like to justify that I am moving to Montreal for that exact reason : You don't know me, and never will. Whoever thinks I'm just some nerdy loner who seems to know the strict minimum on how to play his instrument and listens to weird pointless music that is c

This is the unexpected new journal entry after a year of HOWs and WHYs turned, obviously, horribly wrong. I will be posting stuff again, but don't expect any improvement since I haven't drawn for probably over a year except in my notebooks, which isn't exactly the best canvas for DeviantArt-worthy material. Life has been so complex on me, it can't even be described in words. It would probably much easier to express in english than in french though. The one thing that is sure is that I have experienced profound loneliness, to the point of questionning life itself. Never has the thought of killing myself even crossed my mind, but lonel