I am a struggling, starving artist, who has never received ANY kind of credit for my creativity. I basically have to give my art away in order to make way for new art I want to make. It costs me money rather than helping me in any way and I feel like the only way I'll ever "make it" is if I kill myself and even then I feel like nobody would care... so here's the journal, poems or scribblings of an extremely neglected person who also neglects themselves because of the lack of people who care.