it feels like there’s a big rock in my stomach…
uncertainty and curiosity just roaming around in my brain
leaving anguished feelings of betrayal
Technically, nothing unfair is being done.
Surprisingly, its still there. And I really wish it wasn’t.
honestly my drawings are missing color
If I was really good Im sure it wouldnt but im not that great so it would look a thousand times better with it.
Just a drawing of a robot cat riding a robot moogle.
Been fighting mixed feelings all day.
Wondering what I’m still doing, what I’m involving myself in.
Trying to figure out who you really are.
If I even knew you to begin with.
sick as fuck
I can’t draw like this and it makes me a sad mother fucker.
Those dreams were so all over the place, yet so enjoyable. And it took so long to fall asleep so waking up a few hours later made me a little upset. I remember everything about them too…