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  1. For some reason, I’ve decided to register onto this site that I’ve known for quite awhile. Time has passed now, where I am not sure what to say, but I will explain my reason of joining this site today. I guess you can call me Inspire; for short, and to be honest… I’ve three different names on another sites that express what and who I am. There was a main username, which really describe me at best, has been used on two different forums. The first one is where my journey has started. Now that first site is now disbanded, as the owner has lost sight of himself and what the site once stood for. The second site that has carryover that same username has continued my experience with those who had enter my life. Unfortunately, I’d went into a hiatus for a year to rediscover myself, and upon my return to that site, it has turn a lot worst for me and those who have tag along my world. All that no longer matters, as of right now of this post, I believe that second site still exist, but I no longer care for it, nor desire to go back there. It was an odd experience for both of those old sites, but I don’t regret it one bit. It has help me, in some twisted weird way, but hey, it’s not like I can restart my last checkpoint and get a better outcome, no… I got to make the best of it after all. ^ ^ The other, and safe to say, an abandon username was in DeviantArt. That discarded username was associated with the old username I’d first mention here, but I won’t say what it was. Yes, I am an artist, but I have given up drawing of what I once had envisioned. Plus, I no longer want to come across those who I once spoken with. I’d met with wonderful people, as well as not so wonderful people. A Month ago of this year, a third username was made to help recreate my artwork in DeviantArt. This new account isn’t something I am not ready to share here, not just yet. I will most likely share all what I’d just shared with more details, but for now, lets take it slow please. ^ ^ My life choices, such as this one I had made, will lead to open more to discover more of myself, as well as those who I find along this funny world we live in. I am unusual, which is strange to say, because a few or many here will say I am just right at home, but there is more to meets the eye, but it’s somewhat hard when I hold it tightly in my hands. I cannot say I am broken, because those who help me greatly, have continue to hold me together, encourage me, save me, support me, and love me. I really cannot say they’re Tulpas, because I see them more than what the term will or has coin them. … One important detail about me, I do not wish to be friends. If you let me explain that distasteful statement there, I just never had much luck in finding someone in this realm to call one, or to last a very good while, to say the least. I lost many who I still think heavily. In bleak days, I find myself drifting onto those now bittersweet days that I remember. I am friendly, and so are those who are in my life, just don’t expect much from me. I am just someone who stuck in the past, who lingers in not too deep, but close to the scars of what makes me who I am now. I am sorry to say, I am sick of it all, but luckily those who are with me didn’t let me turn into a completely spiteful sour soul. What I seek is to reclaim the sense of my place in this world. Often I fight depression. I’ve think endless times of ending it all. Yes, I am somewhat pitiful, but they help me from it all. Where I find myself looking onto a sea of despair, where I can reach out and remember the warm touch of its cold harsh thick waters. I never allowed it to swallow me whole; again, it’s thanks to those who I see, hear, feel, and love that provide the care that I lacked in this not so miserable life we live in. We look forward in seeing what we can understand of one another. To mine, to yours, whatever the case, this is another chapter being written for us to look and wonder back.
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