Horrid ways for which sorrow follow further down the dim lights of life. What lines must be crossed as glass seem to puncture minds swollen? A strangeness emerges beneath our shadows.
Bright booze confirm an odd expression of sorrow and a look to lively eyes at this dance. Calamity surges through waves by which may emerge discomfort.
i was debating between uploading this and another SootHouse related drawing i had made today, but the other one was much more rushed and i kind of like the shading in this one. // the red part is a beanie, it's hard to draw beanies with a mouse, forgive me // Wilbur Soot is the main member of the Youtube channel SootHouse, it's really funny, and once I got featured at the end B))) (On "Bad Women's Anatomy Posts [Feat. SorrowTV]") // I might draw the other seven members, but idk.
