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this is quite a random chapter but oh well, i love art.
ever since i was a little boy i loved it, when i started high school, art was like my trade mark, i was know for my intense love of art. when i was really really low and depressed art was one of the few things that saved me, i had an art kit with oil pastels, soft pastels, water colours, oil paint, acrylic paint, you name it i probably had it.
but, when things started really going down hill i had a meltdown and threw it out, Yvonne got me a cheaper one that i never used because it was that bad and everyone felt as if i was losing a part of myself because i wasn't drawing or painting.
i've only recently started getting my love for art back and i'm happy i am because it's a small step to becoming the old me, i miss the old me so much.

sincerely,
Me.