🎶 Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go Little high, little low Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me 🎶
Bohemian Rhapsody inspired artwork I've been poking off-and-on for a while, featuring my main four fursonas!
