
My damn cat woke me up at 5:30 this morning.

My damn cat woke me up at 5:30 this morning.

It can see into your brain. I now knows all your turn-ons and turn-offs.

I’m pretty sure that I have already drawn this exact same thing before. All the days blur together. They’re all the worst day, but they’re all the best day, too.

I’m drawing from a cellphone in bed because my tum tum is upset.

I would like to play tiddlywinks on its face.

I’m tired. I’m going to go to sleep.