Freedommmm!!!

Beaverton can't touch me now!






I love me some obnoxious beats:

Hopeless times.

I ain't dead.

I just haven't been making art. Er, uh, um, I mean DRAWINGS.

LOL

More faces...

That's a good question.

Same ol' stuff.

girl_face1.png

Working makes me want to draw.

Sad Face

Used to have ideas.

It's that time again...

Thursday

Face

Drew another face. Deal with it.





You can't escape it.

For Dad...

Something like this.*

*Whatever, what the hell, anyway.

Blood serve, bitch!

Post End Times

Whatever, what the hell, anyway.



I call this one, "Drawing I did in less than a minute."



You have to re-start somewhere.

End Times

Hope you like your left arm because you're going to eat it!

This bird has nothing to lose.

Welp.

The Essentials

Garbage Day!

Awful Dream

I had a dream I went to visit with one of my friends I hadn't seen in a long time (that one from the call center I worked at actually, but that's another story) and it turned out he had become an insufferable jerk. We went to this stupid Japanese themed restaurant and he was talking about how much he loved Japan to an obnoxious degree and how he visited and how I should visit because it's an amazing experience, then we started talking about writers and philosophers we were interested in and I said I liked George Orwell and he said, "Yeah, everyone knows who he is and his ideas are kind of for beginners," and so I felt sad and a bit upset.

Then he lectured me on a bunch of people "I've probably never heard of" and talked about how I'm not really that well educated and should read more so I can have a real conversation with him. After that we went to a baseball game and he poisoned this fat woman's hot dog and she died. At that point all I could think was, "Wow this guy's not as cool as he used to be. In fact, he's kind of a horrible person now, and why did he kill that nice lady?" Then the dream ended.

Screaming Lady

Or maybe singing, it's hard to tell.