Sometimes, I get depressed and feel so very very very far behind in life that I'll never amount to anything. That it's not worth it. Nothing matters, and I should just quit.
Then I somehow manage to draw something. A Lucario, usually... and it puts a crack in that invisible wall. As I draw, it gets wider and wider, until it finally shatters like the brittle glass it was made from.
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5 years, 10 months ago
02 Jul 2019 00:34 CEST
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