It was my last day at the studio today, a place that holds over a year’s worth of wonderful memories for me.
Here’s looking forward to the future! (hella freelancing.)
despite what happened to me, I would never hurt you.
A strangely prophetic comic I drew a year before the event of my recent break-up.
It’s old, but posting it here reminds me to look forward to the future.
remember the spectacular past, when you lived for a dream
when we loved each other
I want very much to be happy, right now.
Love, your dark hair falls lightly.
I would always make her favourite, a ‘Grasshopper.’
Back in the day, my dad was a barman/PhD candidate who didn’t drink, my mom was a stenographer who loved her alcohol. I’ve been missing them a lot recently.
what happens to us, when I am no longer useful to you.
I am losing faith in everything, including myself.