Ramblings of a Binging Anorexic

I'll try and draw something everytime I post... I think it lets me be a bit more weird and loose then I usually am when drawing.

David caught another fly. I just say 'fly' and he just gets it and kills it without any other word.  I just don't understand why he's so nice sometimes.

He also left a sweet message on my deviantart... I dunno.

I'm looking forward to my paycheck. I seriously want to some new fucking clothes.

Its a lot easier to work on superficial silly things like making my hair nice, and making myself look nice then actually working on drawing, or writing or becoming a better person.

Fuck being a better person. I wouldn't know how to go about that. I'm a selfish asshole who hates more then I care...  I'm 113 pounds...

Getter fatter by the hour. Like an inflattable mattress but instead of air its lard.