AnimeTheClown

Well I drew.... :I Fan art for.... Pokemon Adventure Time AND Drum roll please -Drum roll- My Little Pony. Yep, never thought I'd be saying that...

It's not my low self esteem. It's the fact that people reject me like I'm some sort of roach. I'm a really nice person, I care about people.... You know what? I'm done. They say artist suffer, suffering through my emotional distress is the key to my anger being channeled into positivity.

I believe that my mind is slowly deteriorating, my thoughts have transformed into bleak, unclear scribbles. As I search for clarity I lose more of it. My once sweet childish dreams are now cold, hard, evil nightmares. I start off dreaming happy things but soon hear faint screams in the back of my head. Moldy corpses, necrophilia, sick fathers who kill their only child. This is what I wake up to, I no longer scream or go into cold sweats as I've grown accustom to these vile dreams. It seems that the happier I go to sleep, the worse my dream gets. I can't remember the last time I had a sweet dream, it's been ages.....I'm afraid....