When something ends, another begins…

Hola gringos and gringettes, Neild here. Welcome to Saturday. I’m writing this as I’m moving to a new house (excuse the typos), and I gotta say, this move has made me reflect on the past five years. I’ve been making shit in this bedroom for half a decade. If these walls could talk, they’d say its been a blast hosting the party that was me making YT videos, laughing with discord pals, and just growing up. I got my start with music in here, I made and did some crazy shit like hosting firesides, saying retarded nonsense on YouTube, making new friends as previously mentioned (#ScumGang4Life), making three albums (fourth on the way) and just discovering a lot about myself. I know it might seem ridiculous to be so melancholy over a bedroom in a shitty apartment, but this was a chapter in my life where I accomplished things 12-year-old me never thought I could. Okay now that I think about it this is corny but on EVERYONES SOUL I wish I could spend some more time in here. I’m turning this page and opening a new one, and if all goes well, I’ll look back fondly at the kid making FNaF videos in his bedroom. Thanks fans, I’ll see you tomorrow.