This Is The First Use Of My Art Degree

Caption: [ (laughing) I don’t have unrealistic expectations. All I’m trying to say, is when will a gorgeous couple who are widely rumored to be vampires invite me to their formerly beautiful mansion now in a state of disrepair? And serve a lavish meal that they barely pick at while they sip on dry red wine? And then trade compliments with me borderline salaciously. And then it starts to rain and one of them goes, “It’s getting very late. You really must stay for the night”. And I do! Stay for the night. And if the implication isn’t clear, I then- I then get railed.]

beautiful people all across the globe are reading and looking at this post right now. you are one of them and there might be as many as four other people looking at this post right now that are also beautiful

abandoned space elevator

Local Kolibri drinks the grimace shake

I’m planning on redrawing all of them, wish me luck

I sometimes wonder if I should just post. Put words online. Say some shit. Have thoughts on main. Put myself in the public forum. Scream into the void type beat. Show a little vulnerability. Be Perceived.

...Guess my brain's just not wired to do that on the regular.

Remember.

UPS Strike