I have been an artist ever since I can remember.
Fighting demons from an early age, amazingly, a happy-go-lucky spirit... that is, until...
But you fall down, you pull yourself up, you dust yourself off, and you start all over again...
Bipolar Disorder didn't kill me.
Anorexia didn't kill me.
Molestation, self-mutilation... did not kill me.
And neither ... more »
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