*rolls Up With A Baseball Bat Because Of The Last Few Asks*

*rolls up with a baseball bat because of the last few asks* 🤡🔪

Is this anon bothering you queen?? I'll take an ignorant fucker out I've got the time in my schedule. Hrhdjehw

But for real. Fuck off rude anon. And don't listen to them Birdy. I LOVE your art and I'm smitten with your art style please continue to make yourself happy with your creation because it sure makes me happy 💞💞❤️❤️💙💙🤡💗💖💖💝

OH KALL T0T

You are an angel. I have no doubt you'd handle them love ♥️

But don't worry I've dealt with bullies all my life I can handle one little shit

I wish I had the words to help, but often more then not I make things worse that way.

So I lend you my ears, they sometimes don't understand what they hear but they listen patently, no judgement or heated words.

They are by far the best thing I can give you, not perfect, but patient.

I tried with all my diminishing strength to get up from the bed of nightmares and lead my ackeing body to feed, my appetite spells puking I only added one peice then two to my bowl of soapy dish and it fell on the previously stormed dust covered floor in protest to not make me feel any better.. I left everything tipped beyond return.. my eyes streaming burning tears and the lump in my throat choking me

Of course, life pleasures must not come easy to who's already so used to sorrow, why should I be gutted when everything does not work when I lived this way my whole life, mad sad and isolated in every aspect. I didn't choose to live this way and this way it seems the only way I can function, surrounded with continuous misery and flat aspirations, not allowed anything over their extreme views, growing older and withering without having experienced any basics of life yet, on a rate one new thing to happen to me every year, and that one thing is always laughably trivial, even I know I won't care for it after gone through it.. or that's only my filter of grief shading everything.. tired of putting my heart into what pulls no other, and resulting to shallow means to have the light briefly cast over me, only to blind me with the reality of what's the world is and how I know nothing or how it continually show me that i'll never be part of it, will never to belong, and even in the empty exile where I try to leave, there's no peace or acceptance.. why could a specimen of me not fit for living continues.. everything is making me wish I was never born..

Oh no Steve 😱

Ok for Steve, how did he end up lost. And u mentioned he isn't sure where that is.

Does he have memory loss ❤️

I need to know.... For reasons

Also I hope you don't mind me making comics with then in ❤️♥️❤️♥️ I live them all

Oh it’s definitely a case of slight memory lost. When Alex found him, he was nursing some major injuries as well as a sizable bump on his head. Steve knows he’s not home, and his home looks VERY different. But most questions are met either with unhelpful information or a vague or weird answers that makes Alex think he’s making shit up.

Steve also had a compass with him when Alex found him,but he insists it’s broken despite how Alex can use it just fine. So she holds onto it for him and she uses it when they travel. Right now they are just traveling to nearby villages and towns to see if anyone has information on Steve or his family,

Please what's the difference.

Just admit your talentless already

...... Difference in what

And yes I don't have talent, what little I know I learnt myself. The hard way, again it's not much but I don't draw for you

What got you into drawing

Sheer and utter

SPITE

I am intrigued

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