I have been wanting to write again lately. I don't want to write because I think that I am some fantastic writer with something to give to the world. I instead write because there is this thing that lives inside me and it needs to be let out. I'm hesitant to publish here as I grew extremely tired of people reading too much into what I wrote. I also grew tired of the lack of respect and maturity on Deviant. I try not to think about it as it just angers me. I failed to see how a picture of a woman's vulva is not pornographic, yet prose with a light or moderate sexual content is. Apparently a written contradiction to all logic is the best written policy to a website. The truth I suppose is that a handful of the people I have met on here keep me here. DeviantART is just another social board for the overwhelming untalented and immature masquerading amongst the few real artists. It is also just another way for a "business" to make money off of artists. Despite all of this we still feel the need to forget ourselves and contradict our own beliefs and buy into this evil.

Rantfully yours,

Shane