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that feeling you get in the introduction when a villain is introduced.
That feeling you get when that villain dies in the most ridiculous way possible.
I sail off alone in the sea, with my simple ideas and a simple boat. Blue skies don’t stay for long, and the greys start to come. I anchor myself.
What do I do to protect myself? I fortify with new ideas, new ideas makes better ship material. And my boat soon becomes a fishing boat, ready to weather out the storm.
The wind howls and bites at the foundations and the fishing boat starts to sink. With whatever material I have left, I make a new one, some ideas create a ship.
But I do not sail, I stay put, afraid to move in the heinous storm. My newfound ship sinks and my cycle continues.
The fallen ship structures create a small island for me to reside on. Rusting, threatening to fall beneath me. But the new shelters I create for myself now rusting and breaking. I am to afraid to leave my island, for some unknown reason. The storm now a Tsunami. I stay within, curled in my own ideas. For if I leave, I will fade into the storm.
I don’t know how to deal with that…
somedays i’m me, other days i’m somebody else. Most days i’m not me, everyday I’m somebody else
there’s a certain quota I want my drawings to be in, but my freaking hands can’t seem to meet it. LE BLUH
watching cowboy bebop was that jed? or jet?