hah well this is an edited pot, before thee words, there wa a huge paragraph on how my life sucked and nobody liked me. Ah the dramatic ramblings of a child in middle school. I love myself and who I am. And I was embarrassed as a girl in highschool to come back to this pathetic piece of crap writing I decided to cook up to gain pity from the outside world. Welp, the lineart is no longer crying for how miserable she is, but instead for how petty and ridiculous my younger self was.
Lineart not mine.