I really hate it when I'm taking a difficult constipated shit, and it's on the turtleneck but fights back, and wriggles its way back into me like a snake.
WHY DOESN'T THE DOCTOR HAVE A REASON WHY THIS IS HAPPENING, WHY!? PLEASE DOCTOR, JUST DIAGNOSE ME-
Next up
I drew something macabre in ms paint a while back
painting is going good, and I'll everyone soon with something beautiful.
Her name is Betsy Abernathy. She's a southern flannel moth that lives in the demilitarized zone that now are the Appalachian continents of the Americas in my universe.
Here's an early peek at my wip
Bro is NOT helping 💀
A work in progress of a female face shot I've been working on for a while, her name is moog. A fictional person.
current progress update
I AM NOT A MORON 
small sketches of simple figures as a warmup
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