blossom

i remember my mom once said my brain is still a bud. it must be an expired rotten mess by now =_= maybe if i gather what's left...

haven't drawn in a while. though i think drawing is one of my only solaces when i feel like complete garbage. that and karaoke, because singing is just as therapeutic. strangely enough this didn't end up morbid x_x

...is it too late to blossom? ._.