Life Of The Rich And Famous.

Hello World.

I'm lacking creativity, in everything I do. I have an art block, I can't even write. What's wrong with me? Perhaps too many late nights and good times with my friends. New crushes perhaps? Playing too much Strip? Racing in the back of cars? Bad car dancing? What did I do to deserve such a large creative blank?

Maybe it's for the fact that the only thing I can think of is you, and I can barely talk to you anymore. I'm starting to feel the distance, and I don't want to. I never do.