I turned 19 on the 24th of April... Yesterday. I'm starting to feel a bit old, with me and my boyfriend talking about getting married and expecting a baby...

I'm working on a writing project with a friend of mine... And hopefully I'll start getting back into music. I miss it. I just need an instrument. Drawing seems to be on hold for the time being... I'm not sure if I'll ever really get back into it. I'm thinking of scrapping all the pieces I have on DA and just putting up short stories and poems.

My life has taken several drastic turns in the past year. I started working, got kicked out of my parents' home, found myself an apartment, broke up with half a dozen assholes who didn't deserve me, and finally found my Kenny. But I don't think I'll ever really have a "happily ever after"... It just doesn't seem to fit with my life.

I guess I'm feeling a little depressed. There's so much I want to do, but I can't do it because responsibility has settled firmly on my shoulders. So I guess I'll just have to settle down. No more following the wind, my muse...