A Glutton for Punishment

When I was a kid, whenever I tried to do something my Mom thought was a waste of time or something that might potentially hurt me, she'd say I was a "glutton for punishment".

Well, here I am again, trying this store thing, but here's the "thing":

1) I don't find it a waste of time (even if it is slow going) and 2) It's not going to hurt me, either way.

Granted, it was very disappointing when I started this Gothic Graffiti shop.

There wasn't much traffic, it was fairly expensive -especially with all of the bells and whistles it seems one must have to get anything done around here, and the hits I took to my ego were fairly steady and plenty potent.

Since then, I have had time to research, time to understand the ins and outs of those preconceived notions, and time to work on past trauma.

It's been 2 years, but I'm happy to say that I'm back...with a heart full of heal and a head full of ideas...

...and oh...the ideas.

I have such sights to show you! Muhahahaha!

So without further ado, welcome back to Gothic Graffiti.

F*ck the consequences.

Cheers to a new year!