to cope with my post-black butler depression i cleaned the house for 3-4 hours solid and cleared out my Lair to the tune of angsty rock music

im a tad bit of a horder (""""tad bit"""" yall can laugh now) so i produced a giant garbage bag of crap i am unable to move with my miniscule arm strength from the hallway. however i gained several square feet of free space in my room and my desk doesnt look like a disaster area. even found a sheet of notes for world eater i probably desperately needed

but going through my giant stack of papers i came across an Incredibly Cursed Image

this was like,,,14-15 yr old me ew

y did yall even follow me for art before like this year??? smh im so embarrassed

tho back in the day i still thought i was A Hot Stuff Artist so, hey, kudos to tiny me for that ego

also last night i slept in just my underwear i felt so ALIVE

usually i sleep shirtless but last night i was uncomfortable and just ditched the pants and heck it felt nice. nothing like silky sheets on your bare skin

...but i wont sleep naked. tried sleeping without underwear when i was little as an experiment and it didnt feel good. also it feels...inherently dirty