May 21st, 2015:
Yes I may have earned a less than admirable reputation in the years prior to my final humbling, of which I can admit, while it is perhaps an untrue statement in some regards still, I do feel as though I've begun to molt the parasitic
coat I had once thrust over my shoulders with pride and a grin upon my face. The fanatic attitude of queer fanbases shed from me, as well as a few of those fanbases, but perhaps my biggest leap forward was the setting aside of time to permit myself to throw aside those persistent older deviations, following me everywhere with every addition. And without guilt I threw each and every one out with glee and liberation as each one was lost to the shredding of each and every pixel by the network, ceasing to exist.
Though there are still steps to be made for me to be... Well, "born anew
" as I like to call it, I have cut the throat of a mountainous anchor, clinging feverishly to my feet at the depths of obscurity and embarrassment. Never letting go until its life blood was spilt, its breath ceasing, its clouded vision finally succumbing to the embrace of death, and with it, my children of old, like lamb to slaughter, dying by the hands of the very same who breathed life unto their lungs.
But enough of this poetic talk, anyone else get the vibe I was turning into one of those "deep" self-cutting emo nutcases? UGH! I don't want that, no no nope, so much nope.
At any rate, I'm gonna get going on a few, more ground in reality projects, instead of that solo-modding bullshit, projects, expect an Ask (New) Payton in the future, I'm looking forward to that little bit of practice, so start revving up your
questions for the horn-dog. Next on the itinerary... Hmm hm hmm... That it? No that can't be right... Umm let's see... Duh dum duuuh duuuh... Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh duh... Dum duh duh duh... Dum duh duh duh... Ah, that's it for today then! I got nothing, sorry 'bout that, false alarm.