i hate her being dead.
i always say i’ll write more soon and then i never do. i definitely will, eventually. probably. maybe.
global pandemic. America on fire. my friends are still dead. i’ll write more later.
the damage you can do with a thumb.
continuing my near-48 hour streak of staying home and making #art about my destructive impulses instead of going out and acting on them. looking forward to colouring this. #workinprogress