Hi, I'm a 21 year old girl stuck in the biggest little city. I like making art, writing things, and looking at pretty pictures online. Recovery positive, body positive, queer, feminist. Happily taken. My presence is a present, kiss my ass.
And then all of a sudden that feeling hits you that you’re waaay behind where you should be art skill-wise and you don’t even know where to start improving because you feel so behind so you just kinda sit there like