“Have you seen my shir-“
For day 3, lost and found ;)
“Have you seen my shir-“
For day 3, lost and found ;)
It’s like comparing apples and oranges
There’s something about drawing on a canvas 2 pixels wide
There’s something so beautiful about being your own narrative foil (and sharing the same survivors guilt/imposter syndrome)
The inherent eroticism of hating yourself so much it borders on narcissism
For day 2! (Dirk’s) problematic fave