ART IDEAS & STUFF, read at your own risk
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Last published Fri, Feb 22, 2019
I like art music and the visual, mostly drawing. In this you will see shïtty chord progressions, colourful drawings, edgy song lyrics with messy sketcheeses and story drafts in between.
This is random stuff that I want to get in the world. I'm bad a commitment so l'll let lose and see what happens. My past two books were okay to bad. I'm thinking to turn them into a song, poem or a comic since I'm way better at that.
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