It is Post Secret Archives meets Decoupage and Collage (not to be confused with college).
This is me letting go of things that bother me, but often just expressing how I feel or what I want.
There is a lot of pain in these posts and in my pages. I can't bottle it up, but I can't talk to anyone about it either. (Some of the posts will have nothing to do with my mental state, and I'm just showing off something I made, either to sell or keep.)
I've been down many roads, some painful, some almost deadly, others were a squidge of happiness. Depression is an evil thing, and chronic depression is worse. Don't let my exterior fool you, for what is inside is worse than a nightmare.
Don't pity me. That isn't a request, it is an order. Some paths I chose to take, others were my only option, but regardless, they were mine and mine alone. Everything happens for a reason, and my reasons may remain unknown, even after my demise.
Take my pain-induced art and enjoy it for what it is. It is unique, it is a style all my own, and I'm putting it on display for you to enjoy. Yes, I want you to enjoy my pain because of the creativity it brings me.
But. If you don't like it or are uncomfortable with it, please find the "x" in the upper right corner of your screen and it will bother you no more. Do not compound my pain by leaving nasty or rude comments, for they will likely be put on display as well.