Tag you're it mother ducker
A tag book what do you expect
Çizimlerim bir arada dursun ve gelişmemi görebileyim diye yayımladığım bir kitap. Genellikle sevdiğim karakterleri çiziyorum, nadiren karakter tasarlıyorum. Kapak dahil bütün çizimler bana aittir, lütfen çizimlerimi repostlamayın ve izinsiz kullanmayın.
Russia sighed angrily, 'great more traffic', he thought. He groaned and pressed his forehead against the steering wheel. Traffic was really heavy and he was supposed to go to his new therapist, but Lady Luck laughed at his suffering. Suddenly, he heard the passenger door open. He was alerted and looked to his right...
- Пап, я влюбился в одну девочку. - Правда? И как это случилось, сынок? - Ну, она едва не сломала мне челюсть... Автор не я !
Boredom... That's what he felt while just staring directly at his wooded ceiling, he didn't have anything to do. Chores, listening to SK's music, called all his nieces and nephews, visited Mindano and Martial, did difficult math problems-which he answered with ease-, heck even tried to relearn spanish. He did all that...
A pitch-black, spacious room revealed itself to the readers before a soft light glowed from the area, and a loud pat of leather echoed throughout it as a soft cough emerged. The soft lighting revealed a room that resembled a library or a lounge room. The floor was a soft black velvet with rows and rows of bookshelves...