A comic about my tragically boring life as a person in between childhood and adulthood. Home is where you can poop in the privacy of your own bathroom. This is where you ask me junk.
Home is where you can poop in the privacy of your own bathroom.
This is where you ask me junk.
Some Day One Day Dreamer
See? I can do comics that can cheer people up.
I just don’t do it as often…
Cause you’re the people that I wanted to know (lyrics from Modest Mouse)
It was originally going to be more lighthearted, but then I decided to ruin it.
My life summed up
Just another depression comic.
I was told I’m having an “artist breakdown” or something to that effect. I think it’s just me being stupid and dumb.