I'm sitting here, crying in my prom dress
I'd be the prom queen if crying was a contest
make-up is running down, feelings are all around
how did I get here? I need to know
I guess I maybe had a couple expectations
thought I'd get to them, but no, I didn't
I guess I thought that prom was gonna be fun
but now I'm sitting on the floor and all I wanna do is run
this was originally going to look a lot darker/more negative but I couldn't get those poses right wheeze. scrapped at least three drawings because I just couldn't get them to work
I did find a way of doing grass that I now like though, so that's an upside
anyway.
this isn't a vent or anything, I don't put nearly so much effort into those. a song that a friend played in school a month or so ago just sprung back into my head and I wanted to draw something to it
maya starts to realise what mistakes she has made, still wondering if her mate would really injure her to the point of death and murder their kits that she's expecting. the answer is yes (:
well, sort of. and it happens a lot later after many, many more things they both do


