I layed down and looked up at the sky. The clouds seemed to pull towards the moon. Upside down, you could confuse them for tundra. Vast fields of white out stretched for the glowing orb, almost holding it up.I hate life, I'm going to start drawing again. I miss recalling feelings simply by drawing them.Oekaki post(Time: 18 min, Painter: Shi-Painter Pro, Animation:View)
Grammar Nazi will not stand for this bullshit!