I'm so jealous of you. You're beautiful & you have the art skills I've always wanted to have. Your art style is exactly what I wish I could do but I can't. It almost depresses me because you're younger than me and it makes me wonder if I'll ever even get anywhere with this. I wish I knew how to be better and bright like you. How to just know where & how to place things on paper and have it look magical. You are my biggest inspiration but you also make me doubt myself so much. I wish I was more.