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
Here's a concept for a boss fight I made.
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.
current progress update
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Bro is NOT helping 💀
Here's an early peek at my wip
A work in progress of a female face shot I've been working on for a while, her name is moog. A fictional person.
I AM NOT A MORON 
Working on dystopian sci-fi comic where unethical animal genome testing causes human extinction amid an everyone for themselves ice age that made mankind accidentally release human chimera into an already struggling frozen world. This moth is Betsey
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