When I was young, I had an incredibly powerful imagination. But, as I grew older, my imagination started to ebb.

...until a few weeks ago, that is. All the cartoon characters I liked suddenly appeared in my room. As well as a few that I didn't like so much.

I intend to keep this journal as proof that I'm still sane.

(this is a character I made up, but based on true events. may contain some adult references. you have been warned)