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I'm getting tired, and with every time I remember more weights are lifted. I know I can't do some things anymore and I wish I could say certain words again. I can't do much, and I wont say such. What's done is done, and I'm still sorry. All I can do is help to make more smiles.
I wanted to draw boobs for practice, but turns out I'm a little better than I expected?
(Also trying out a lot of art things cuz fuk)