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I made this a very long time ago, Prob 2019 I believe, or 2018 actually... fuck man, since when did all this time go by.

A few days ago I was going through my old stuff. I have a collection of boxes of my old work, some containing really old artwork when I was very closeted of my fetish and some when I was less closeted. Dust and filth was on every page of the notebooks, including the boxes that carried them, and that was the moment I realized it...

I was just like you in the very beginning...

Just like you, a worm, a small tiny little worm crawling in wet shit mud grounds under the great grey white stripped skies. I actually used to think I was big shit back then... still do eh kinda hehe. Its weird to look back at my old work, Its sometimes hard to believe that the past person was me. I remember when I first started to actually convert my art skills into digital work I would basically trace over the last piece of artwork I did. I was pretty much lazy with it by just plastering down a circle (still do but put more effort into). You can actually see this in some of my old artwork that I did back then, not that far back honestly.

I really was just like you know... Dogshit at drawing, You scare me you know...

I have grown a lot, My life in the garden has made me harden into the person you see today <--- (btw I fucking stole that from a song, props if u know what its from). but yea, I truly have changed a lot looking back now, but because of this realization, I realized something even more... If I can change and become something else... then they can too... and that scares me a lot. I been watching them, spying on them by peaking through the cracks on their walls. some of them are starting to improve, they're becoming stronger and intelligent. the art they make is starting to slowly improve, and I can see that. One day they will behead me, hump my dead body and dance above my unmarked grave. That's why I fear them, I gotta get to them before they get to me, well not really they still draw like shit and most likely die before they can even reach me so uhh... eh

If I was a animal at the zoo, I would be the type of animal to bite off ur head without even thinking about it!

Description
I made this a very long time ago, Prob 2019 I believe, or 2018 actually... fuck man, since when did all this time go by.

A few days ago I was going through my old stuff. I have a collection of boxes of my old work, some containing really old artwork when I was very closeted of my fetish and some when I was less closeted. Dust and filth was on every page of the notebooks, including the boxes that carried them, and that was the moment I realized it...

I was just like you in the very beginning...

Just like you, a worm, a small tiny little worm crawling in wet shit mud grounds under the great grey white stripped skies. I actually used to think I was big shit back then... still do eh kinda hehe. Its weird to look back at my old work, Its sometimes hard to believe that the past person was me. I remember when I first started to actually convert my art skills into digital work I would basically trace over the last piece of artwork I did. I was pretty much lazy with it by just plastering down a circle (still do but put more effort into). You can actually see this in some of my old artwork that I did back then, not that far back honestly.

I really was just like you know... Dogshit at drawing, You scare me you know...

I have grown a lot, My life in the garden has made me harden into the person you see today <--- (btw I fucking stole that from a song, props if u know what its from). but yea, I truly have changed a lot looking back now, but because of this realization, I realized something even more... If I can change and become something else... then they can too... and that scares me a lot. I been watching them, spying on them by peaking through the cracks on their walls. some of them are starting to improve, they're becoming stronger and intelligent. the art they make is starting to slowly improve, and I can see that. One day they will behead me, hump my dead body and dance above my unmarked grave. That's why I fear them, I gotta get to them before they get to me, well not really they still draw like shit and most likely die before they can even reach me so uhh... eh

If I was a animal at the zoo, I would be the type of animal to bite off ur head without even thinking about it!