If I Died Today.

I still love everything I've ever loved weather these nouns loved me back is besides the point. I'm getting better I think. Work sucks though listening to 'Happy Phantom'. After all these years I can still feel Tori Amos' words, back then and now. Guess what I can write like a mother fucker. I gotta write and draw like a mother fucker. Sustain my existence. But really if I never get paid for either, I will always be a artist, I cannot fake it or fight it. I am what I am says Popeye the Sailor man. Time to stop holding myself back. I have stories to tell and i can do it.