I don't draw anymore. That's sad... I'm searching for inspiration but never find it anywhere. I need something to make me concentrate. I need some good mood. I don't have that anymore. I should stop wearing black, mabe it's a bad influence. More pink for me! Nah... Useless... Something's gotta change, something, anything. Miserable, miserable and miserable again. A breath of fresh air in my life ... the need of fresh air... Who's got some fresh air for me? Or some good mood to borough. Man, i feel useless, my pencils are useless, my many many drawing sheets, everything seems useless now. And again i return to writing depressing lines. At least that seems to be a wonderful escape. Thank God for the words when any other form of expression is not in my power. Thank God for resignation...