Forget me. Forget the colour of my eyes and the feel of my skin. The way my hair looks in the sunlight. The way I cough and choke a bit when I laugh, like a smoker who has had one too many cigarettes. Forget the sound of my voice. Forget how shy I get when meeting new people, and my reluctance for trying new things, in fear that I will make a fool of myself. Please just forget me. Let the memories of me fade out like a dated photograph. Let my image crumble and deteriorate into nothing. Please just forget me, for it will make this easier on me.
Oh wow! I just realized I’ve hit 50 followers! Man, I wasn’t ready for this. The current chapter of Return of Cinnabar is stuck in rewrite hell and I’m trying to get my life together before graduation (btw, that’s this week. Go me!)
So in celebration of this, I’m releasing this Stevidot colouring I did. I wasn’t going to release it at first because I couldn’t find the original artist (actually if anyone could, that’d be great). But I’ll do it just this once.
Btw, next Chapter will probably, definitely be out before June.
“Stars die and are born in places like this one […] They condense like raindrops from giant clouds of gas and dust. They get so hot that the nuclei of the atoms fuse together deep within them to make the oxygen we breathe, the carbon in our muscles, the calcium in our bones, the iron in our blood, all of it was cooked in the fiery hearts of long-vanished stars. You, me, everyone…we are made of star stuff.” - Neil deGrasse Tyson