Say You Will, Say You Won't....

Wooo, squoosh picture~~

Oh yeah, character based on Mel Gibson, implied crush on an older black man, which is completely one-sided, TAKE THAT TAKE IT GOOD RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!

Someday ima do some math and tell how many times a month I draw Jonasan. Oh shit, that'd be like... 35, at the very least. Yeah, that's nearly every day. Sometimes more than 4 times a day. There's something wrong with me.

...Sounds like I'm talking about masturbating, anyway, so yeah... Last day of work today... I hope it won't be like last time, where this raging drunk came in, yelling at the people looking at him. I was so afraid I shook violently, my legs turned to noodles, and I honestly thought I might die.

Fun night.

You're digging for gold, you're throwing away/A fortune in feelings, but someday you'll pay!

I Cheatded Again

I was rummaging through a box last night, trying to find an old comic, when I found this couple panels in a sketchbook. I would have to guess that it's from around april, some time early in the year when I was still a coffee DJ... Fangirling out, seeing what I wanted to do with Ed and Jonathan's first scene together.

I really liked throwing a turbulant lot of emotion into Jonasan, give him some anxiety disorders or something lol... In the second panel, I'm sure Ed was supposed to be there, looking unimpressed or something. And in the last couple, I think Jon was supposed to glomp him, crying into his chest. I've no memories of these old comics I never completed.... That was a rather sad discovery, looking them over in bed, pencil declining in readiness in my hand... Then that mood jumped on my back to finish it all up, and I decided that they were dead lol.

Where the fuck is my cat??

Let's get it crunk, we gonna' have fun/Up on in this dancery!!! Wordsmith!!!!

Brandy Alexander

There was an offer made to me for escape. "These things are gradual", I was told. I thought to myself then, this will be suffering. But I'd gotten quite used to chewing on that.

I'm not sure that Buddha had it right when he said that people should not want... Want tends to do good things to us. Of course, with everything else, it is one-thousand-edged...

I can't stand to look at abandoned asylums any more, even though my excitement for some certain oncoming works is growing inside of me. That reminds me of the dream I had last night. Women raped by posessive spirits, screaming in pain and fear. What discomfort my dreams bring me.

Thinking of things.

...I don't pretend to know.

On milky skin my tongue is sand until/The ever distant band begins to play

Stupid Hip Kids!

Would you cry if your wife died in your arms? Oh yeah, I think so lol.

You'd also lay around shrouded in a blanket... And eat nothing, and perhaps grow some PTSD...

I think I progressed a lot tonight. Fighting that intense hatred of every man alive, which is still (thankfully) totally unfounded according to my subconcious. w00tly.

Hey, it's going to be Christmas soon, you know what you can send me? Porn. You know who I like, just send it. SEND ALL YOU HAVE!!!

Ah, lolicon trouble shock. Hmm.

Crying is good. Oh, don't hold it back. It might even ensite some well-deserved pity, hahaha~.... Either that or everyone will a) think you're crazy, in which case you're fucked and nobody wants to work with you, or b) think you're faking for attention, in which case you're fucked and nobody wants to work with you.

En fin! Boobies!!

I was blessed because I was loved by youuuuuuuuuUUUUU!!!