2020. The world is pure shit right now and no one can't say that it isn't. Y'all know it. I have SUCH awful memories of deviant art and I'm not even sure why. If that makes sense, kek. I'm writing this dumb ass journal because there's nothing else to do. Whoever reads it, can read it. Only things I can remember from my disgusting "furry" days is that I was friends with a lot of people. I do miss most of you, and I always wonder how is everyone doing nowadays? Guess it doesn't matter too much though, because the likelihood of anyone reading this right away is literally 0.001% or sum. I remember Midnight, Juan, Mary, Shadix, and I even remember the people I used to not like. But why stir the pot by mentioning their names, huh. It's in the past now. Hopefully everyone's grown up. Mmm, it'd be nice to reconnect with people again, but at the same time is it truly for the best? Maybe not. Hmm. But as I said, I hope everyone is doing good right now. Hopefully no one's in the worst time