So, here's the deal-I needed a place to dump all my random pencil sketches because, apparently, hoarding them in a drawer isn't "aesthetic." This book is basically my sketchbook's rebellious cousin, showing off all the lines, smudges, and occasional "oops" moments that somehow turned into art.
No deep meanings, no grand concepts-just a bunch of doodles and drawings that demanded their five seconds of fame. Peek inside if you're curious (or bored), but hey, no pressure. It's just me, my pencil, and a lot of "meh, this might look cool" moments.
Because, let's be real, The Art Must Go On.