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I am incredibly not okay. A friend of my parents is helping me to find work, I met him at my mother’s funeral, and I couldn’t look at the resume he’s helping me write without crying. His corrections weren’t harsh, and he was incredibly kind to write some of it up even to show me the correct formatting but I just ... I couldn’t. 

It hit me that this was something I’d as my mom for, but she’s gone. I’m 26. I should know how to write this stupid resume and make it look good. But I can’t do it alone, and I wish my mom were here. I wish could be sitting with her, as infuriating and difficult as it was to get help from her sometimes, and have her help me. 

I am really not okay. 

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Thanks for noticing! I've been working on it for a couple decades now

Girl you are literally decaying

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My mother is dying and all I can do is grieve

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Meant to practice with references and it went somewhere else

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Please don't eat my cat.

*eats your pussy because I’m proud of you*

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Fell behind on posting art. Big old art dump to compensate.

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Tonight's work. The head is janky. The folds are janky. But janky is the start to not janky.

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Note to self: Do scale references. Those scales look lazy af. Not happy with it. At all.

Trying this again. One drawing every day with EFFORT. Not a lazy sketch or a slap it together in three minutes and only feel okay about it. A couple I've done so far as a reminder to me what I'm looking for here.

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Trying this again. One drawing every day with EFFORT. Not a lazy sketch or a slap it together in three minutes and only feel okay about it. A couple I've done so far as a reminder to me what I'm looking for here.