Weird Patterns & Other Things (a poorly drawn coloring book) #WATTYS2016

Weird Patterns & Other Things (a poorly drawn coloring book) #WATTYS2016

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With the adult coloring book craze so rapidly growing, I asked myself, "Why don't I make one?", to which I answered, "Because I can't draw and I'm talentless ... but I'll try that anyway!". So this is it! These will probably consist of poorly drawn patterns mainly, though I do have scenery ideas in mind. If you want to color these in, just print them out and do what you want with them :) If you do color one of these in then send me a pic on Twitter of your creation and I'll like or retweet it! So, yeah. Happy coloring! :P
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