Pr0gression

Humpty Dumpty - 2009

Yesterday evening, I was told to go and clean my room. My house was undercontrustion and I literally live in my mom's basement where the garage used to be because why the shit not?

Well since my house was hella old- and I'm talking VERY old to the point where the wires were dusty and the pipes were fucking moldy and large holes began to form.

No wonder three out of four sinks haven't worked for the past 5 years until now! Anyway, due to the fact that my room was a pigsty, I had no choice but to clean my room to let the constructor get through. The object that blocked this man's path was this old broken bookshelf filled with books and memes or whatever. By the time I removed all of the books and memes from the shelf, I realised that I left a few notebooks there for ages! I thought to myself:

'Hey! That's pretty good!'

I put all these Manhattan Special marble cover notebooks in a VERY large STACK on top of my bed. And I just went through em'!

I regretted it.
I still do regretted it.
I regretti, moms spaghetti.

Within the first skim of the book, I see a variety of horrific and TERRIFYING depictions of an 8 year old girl's art.

Proportions are on point!

Humpty Dumpty was lit back then, I had a physical attachment to that egg. He was the shIT.

If I could, I should, of would, can sood

I could.

Fkng poet.

And the back stamp of approval!

(Lol I'm lying, I did this drawings in 2016 lololololbye)