I'm Sorry. I'm Sorry. I'm Sorry. I Thought I Was Fine.

Daily Drawing #69

spoiler'd for blood n gore. Human muscles and organs and... mush.

with a phrase thats just... been in my head for a while.

As the ground right under me crumbles as if it wasn't there.

It's too much, my heart's crushed, i'm not alive.

I don't know who to call, alone.

I won't die.

My life has succumbed to hatred and death, alone

in the snow.

shoutout to my favorite coping mechanism, isolation

aneur. gouache watercolor

everything is all too much sometimes

Pen and marker on construction paper.

Prints available here

up, up, get up, get moving, we have no time for this.