dark0harlequin

It's been almost six years since I joined dA. I've seen it grow as a site, a community, a company and an addiction. I've grown as well, and perhaps grown out of it. There are so many artists here that are worth more they are given credit for (as we all know, blah blah blah), and yet I cannot seem to be active anymore. It's been two years since I was realy into it, and yet I refuse to delete my account. It's more than nostalgia, it's my wish to create something beautiful. I think that by keeping this account I let myself believe I'm doing something. I'm going to stop telling myself this - if something happens, it happens. None of this "I

somebody mentioned death today, and a wave of guilt rushed over me: I had forgotten. Yesterday, I got the sad news that one of my internet friends passed away. I had never met him, but I have known him for 7 years now and was always there. I have no idea how it happened, and I hadn't talked to him for at least 3 months. My immediate response was shock and tears. He is the first person I properly knew that died. I'm not grieving, I don't have a problem with death and we were never really close. But don't forget that behind every typed word on the internet, there is a life. :peace: