Something I been slowly working on the past few das with how I feel. Age regressed and alone, and all I had to hold me together was a doll (I don't have IRL, but I Imagine one when I cry) of
, I hug It to calm down as If you're there, watching over us In some way. Someday I'll draw a happy ending to this, but without closure, I'll never be able to draw It.
It's rough, but I don't want to Imrpove It anymore, It's exactly how I feel. I don't feel happy about the head, as this time I tried to draw without relying on a reference, except for memory.
