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New account: Sanatio (https://www.deviantart.com/sanatio) *Sanatio (https://www.deviantart.com/sanatio):iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio::iconsanatio: Hello everyone, I've been absent for a year. Time was quite hard and so on, but now I'm starting everything again. (I'll still keep my old chara and stories) but I'll add new things. I already wrote there every detail, so let's say: see you later there ;)

So, I movd to Lyon since the beginning of the month and have started my new school. This evening, one of mynew friend came in my appartement and we had dinner and played PS2 together. When we wanted to warm something with the oven. It said 10 minutes on the package. We continued playing, after 2 minutes smelled a nice sweet fragrance and said, kidding: "And if it burn, we panic." After 3 more minutes, we smelled smoke.... "We panic? .. ... -WE PANIC!!" Good thing she knows how to handle this better than me ^^; the cakes were burned (it was charcoal) and my appartement full of smoke. But we did exactly what was said on the package. I

Feeling so emo lately T_T So feel free to ignore this rant. I often wonder why I am still fucking breathing. EPIC FAIL OTL. So many things I manage to do are failures, I wonder how there can be so much failure in a short life (I'm not even 20) So more I work, the more I fail. I cannot be happy with anything. The only thing I can do is having an obsession about other people's life or art. Normal people that seem to have found themselves, to have managed to success somehow. Thy can be close friends or dA artist, it doesn't matter. Working or fighting to get out of this mess only leads to another failure. I'm now in the last option I hav