Apr 21, 2021
Practicing with ink and paper, drew a tiefling and a demon
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Practicing with ink and paper, drew a tiefling and a demon
Asked by suu-ki
Dear future me, I hope to God you worked hard at school and got your stupid 96. I hope you marry Tom and have your 3 children. Above all, I hope that you're happy, regardless of how you choose to live your life or whatever obstacles life throws in your path.
Dear past me, I've finally forgiven you for being such a complete weirdo. I'm glad you were a weirdo, honestly. It's given me a lot of perspective and life experience. I do wish you'd waited to grow up a little bit, but at the same time I know it's something that all children want and you unfortunately just went a bit too far with it. You're awesome, okay? I mean that.
Dear person I'm jealous of, I don't know how to tell you this, but you don't exist. Whilst there may be various qualities in various people I admire, there's definitely no one person I can pinpoint as being jealous of.
Dear best friend, I kind of hate you for having my shorts. I need those damn shorts to live. I also hate you for being so stylish like omg you totally know how to clothes and I literally just don't man. I'm still horridly sorry for being a piece of shiz earlier this year (you know what I'm talking about) and I guess tbh I probably deserved you telling people a bunch o' shiz (you know what I'm talking about again ;) ). You should probably assume everything's a code alpha bomb tho. Just in case. I love you lots <3 <3
Dear Moss ('anyone'), yeah. No. I don't really um. Like. Nyeh. I don't like your beard. It makes you look like a pedophile, not manly. I don't really like you, actually. I really should hate you. But no. I DO hate you. I also still feel horridly attached to you, though. It takes a long, long time for me to truly let go of someone, regardless of how much of a POS they are (which you most definitely are, in my humble opinion). I hate that night that I know the IRL people who follow me on tumblr know about. I still feel so incredibly violated. But meh. I can't do anything except ignore you and move on. So... bye.