I've never been one to hide my feelings, as unfortunate as that is. My years on Deviantart have proven that. My immature status updates and "vents" plagued my page until there was practically no self-expression, no fun, no creativity left. All there was left were vents of sadness, hatred, pain, etc. Throughout the years, I have been through a lot and I have grown from all of it. I've "matured" if you will. I've lost many people but I've gained many more. The artistic spark within me which once faded is slowly returning its flame. The inspiration once forgotten is now consuming my mind with thoughts and ideas. For once in my life, I actual