So. Much. DELETING. I went to my old account and transfered my writing. I took a look at my old as shit art, and...
...Goddamn, I used to suck. Christ. I mean, I'm still not the best, but I've improved ALOT since then. Holy hell. I deleted my old shitty art. Now I'm tired, but I don't want to go to bed. Especially since my mom and I were on this ghost website, with [supposedly] real photos, sound clips and videos of ghosts, which has succeeded in freaking me out. There is this freaky ass picture of a guy in a straight jacket and hood at the end of a hallway in the Tooele hospital. Ugh. Aparently, they use the hospital's asylum ward as a haunted house every halloween.