It's almost midnight, and my birthday will end in two minutes, so, I have two wishes to make:
 

My first wish is: Give me strenght to forget the past, and start to think about the future.

My second wish is: Help me guide me to my future boyfriend.

Y'know, I haven't made any new posts yet. But the thing is, I keep loosing focus, or am I still afraid to show the world my artwork? I guess my self-esteem seems to drain little by little, and I'm getting really worked up over my job, and...

I don't want to loose my interest in drawing, but I feel like I'm loosing it bit by bit, like being poisoned once every month until you're not able to have any control of your life.

I've lost my ability to draw humans; I've even forgot how to draw a simple SWAT Kat too, but ..... *sight*

I'm not making any sense, aren't I? Well, I don't want to call it a quits, but I don't want to loose the friends that I've found who've admired my art, and I don't want to loose my chance to meet the artist who've had me spellbounded, and who've turned me into an Anthro artist since I've quitted my third job last year.

I'm not going to type his name, but I'm still looking for him, until I find him, I want to sketch with the feline who've artwork inspired me to come out of the closet for all these eight years.

Not to mention, I still want to thank him ... for setting me free from my secret.

For that sweet, loving lion, thank you.