A pretty abridged version of what I've spent most of my life doing (that and eating, I eat so much. Help.) Arting has never been as fun as it was when I didn't know what I was doing (learning is bad).
I don't know, I think I was feel nostalgic, indulge me (and bring me a boiled egg to eat).
Ramblings ahead (things no one cares about but I'm sharing anyway. Because I'm lonely and the cats don't understand me (might be the accent).
I was a really fat baby. Things are different now, I am no longer a baby.
I think my university still has my giant ass paintings in their cafe. They're 6 feet tall, one is of my mother in a kangaroo costume, she watches over the people eating.
I drew lots of pokemon on my high school exercise books.
It's hard to draw when you are saaad.
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