I wasn't too young to have an overactive mind and thoughts flowing through like a slide show, but I needed to let it all out. It was suffocating and I was choking on unspoken words, hidden feelings and masked emotions. Stained sheets became my therapy. And they were my therapist. Just a healthy brain, a blank sheet...
This will contain depressing situations, and thoughts. If you are sensitive to death, suicide, cutting, or any forms of abuse, please do not read this. Enjoy.
Just some random drawings, sketches, and doodles by me, Lee-Lee! CRITICISM IS APPRECIATED! Enter at your own risk~
