My journal fell apart the other day. Which pissed me off, because I like to write in nice leather bound journals. Anyway, I copied everything interesting over to a new one, and reading the old stuff made me open up my old sketchbooks. I used to draw a lot. I don’t think I was very good at it (I could only draw things I could see, I never had that ability to imagine something and draw it. People who could do that used to make me jealous and sad lol) but nevertheless, here’s the interesting stuff from my sketchbook in one giant picture:
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