Been so stressed out these past few days that I sat down and worked on something that's been sitting on my hard drive for about a month. All in all I like it.

Something that's been straining to get out. People ask who I am.. well this..this is who I am, or what I want to be. Silly to say, but when I chopped off all my hair (and I mean it was almost a buzz-cut) and dyed it blue, I'd felt more like myself than I had in years. I finally felt free.

(This was the last picture of Pinecone I drew)