I know. I’m not the best writer. I know I’m not the best artist. Shit. You guys give me way to much credit and you know it.
Tonight was a bad night for me.
Probably the worst I’ve had in a long while.
The feb trip.
It’s probably going to happen without me if things go like they do.
I have had the strength today to put up with that fact directly.
Don’t say anything. Just. There’s nothing to say.
dont go through an artists sketchbook without their permission
DONT GO THROUGH AN ARTISTS SKETCHBOOK WITHOUT THEIR PERMISSION
AND LISTEN TO THEM WHEN THEY TOLD YOU TO PUT IT DOWN
OR PEOPLE’S WRITING PLEASE IT’S SO EMBARRASSING WHEN SOMEONE READS SOMETHING YOU WROTE THAT WAS MEANT TO BE PERSONAL
ooorlyy? :0 teach me yo ways obiwan
Alright then, let’s start with a little light reading - these are all of my older mature stories. I haven’t updated the list with recent posts… but I think this is quite a bit ;)
NOt a good idea to give these to mee this (early) but WOOOOO!
Okay, I think my dash has had enough fun for one day. Those dormouse eyebrows will haunt me in my sleep, I swear…
I’m withholding all Mallice.
I’ve used up all my cans.
it’ll be worse tomorrow then. :)