You know how there’s that little voice in your head sometimes when you paint. The one that’s like, ‘hey, stop drawing this is done now!’ and you’re like, ‘man, not yet, let me just add in a few more things.’ and then it’s an hour later and suddenly you don’t know what you’re doing anymore and it’s all overrendered and you don’t know how to fix it and you’re screaming, ‘WHY DIDN’T YOU STOP ME, VOICE??’ as you throw things off your desk and the voice is just like, ‘because you’re a dumb bitch that is why.’
The end that is my story.











