A simple art trade with that turned into a nightmarish emotional bloodbath, due to my sudden inability to draw even the simplest things. My drawing skills have dropped to zero; it's as if I've never made anything art-related in my life.
Drawing a parrot in an innertube has never been so nerve-wracking.
i can imagine that instead of a pool floaty, that's a device used for interplanetary transportation. and he just flies through space all day, delivering packages, and drinking random refreshments all day.
and he just flies through space all day, delivering packages, and drinking random refreshments all day.
easy on the bahama, heavy on the mama
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I just don't even fucking know.