I wanted to write something... Well, more optimistic. But instead, I end on another pack of irrational thoughts that spawned in my head just while ago.
This is how I feel. Hanged in outer space, numb. I get back to the reality when someone pulls the leash. The only one thing that keeps me somehow connected to reality are my friends. Time goes so fast. Even worse with days, they pass unnoticed, blank.
Oh, and one more thing: I have shitload of patience, but still I have my limits. Please, don't check how much I can take, because I'll bite very hard. Thanks in advance.
Also, changed design. Hope you'll like it.
I don't feel like writing anything more constructive, so I guess it's the time for sketchy thingies.
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It's fucking Mickey
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Basilisk
Well, now some scanned ol' things.
(I love Griffins)
(Because studies make you do odd things)
(Idea for Hedgie)
(Things in circle like stance look pretty neat, lulz)
(Very old work of Huciel, drew on lesson in High School)
(And more of E)
No bonus bonanza today.
Sorry.
Hugs and kisses. I love you mates.
Sorry for being absent everywhere.
Cheers
~E84
Cheers
~E84
