The silhouettes are the style I chose to learn for a few reasons. Namely, they represent certain complications when it comes to how I perceive both myself and the world around me lately. My mind goes, my memory starts to go with it. I forget the details of faces I have not seen in mere weeks. My sense of self dwindles by the day. I don't remember the last time I looked in a mirror, because I see no reason to. ...That, and I really do try drawing with details sometimes. I just suck at it.
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wait how much of that is true?
All of it. This wasn't really a metaphorical description.
you know, i could probably take you somewhere where your sense of self could be like, the only thing there. but i also have kind of a bad memory so i get that.
It's alright. The direction things are taking is inevitable. I would rather embrace everything that attaches itself to me in the journey there than try to cling to things that will not matter when I get there. But thank you. Truly.
i guess that's fair. but if there is anything i can do to help, i'm absolutely down to do so. i have a pretty different relationship with fate so i might know a thing or two.