My birthday is soon. I hate it. A friend asked me what I wanted, I didn’t know. My parents asked what I want to eat. I don’t know. I just want to do something worthwhile with my life instead kicking my feet around feeling inferior all the time. Each year passes and I’m reminded of how much time I waste.

When I’m sad I withdraw and alienate myself. But I get sad when I am alone so I withdraw further because I don’t want to bring anyone down. Then I get more sad because I’m alone and the cycle continues.

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Comic artist and resident blob creature. I love cute stuff, gore, and crying boys.

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