I Am Disaster, God Of The Other Day

I am Disaster, God of the other day

Well that's certainly a thing

I am Arran, god of the most important thing

EDIT: if y'all don’t wanna use your name use your username

These strange little things. They appear around Easter. They then disappear entirely. This one that I have captured (found on the ground and took home) will likely escape (vanish into thin air) soon. Where do they come from. Where do they go

do you ever start drawing and then realise you are shit at drawing and don't even know how to hold a pencil and everything you have ever created is worthless and deserves to have its own burning of Alexandria of sorts

These strange little things. They appear around Easter. They then disappear entirely. This one that I have captured (found on the ground and took home) will likely escape (vanish into thin air) soon. Where do they come from. Where do they go

Nobody:

Still nobody:

Absolutely fucking nobody:

Not a single soul:

Me: ha,

lizerd

I got bored during class and drew my favourite little loser