#I SHOULD be at least done sketching tommorrow

[a-random-warrior]

Smug cat Reginald

#henry stickmin collection #henry stickmin series #henry stickmin games #henry stickmin #henry stickmin fanart #reginald copperbottom #shitpost #I spent way too long on this #im almost done stetching all the requests #I SHOULD be at least done sketching tommorrow #I'll try to finsh at least one tommorow #im going to bed ealier #at least I hv a four day weekend #at the time of this post #gn #edit: I STILL FORGOT MY ART TAG FUCC #;the random's art #tw: knife #tw// knife #edit: i forgot tws #Sorry ;w; #edit two: I cant belive that this got 100+ notes #edit two pt 2: if anyones reading this thank!

[liefanxiety]

Lief Update (the consistency is unreal)

WHADDUP! So I know I’m literally the worst person for not posting to this, but hey this is my blog not yours. So last I left you I was talking about a change of state of mind. I found myself in DuPont Circle in Washington DC, and I started writing a poem about creating a new version of myself. I was in place of complete bliss. I realized I felt so amazing about being me and I just felt my progress on this self journey has been truly amazing. Since then other than working I’ve just been dating myself...(mainly cause no one is in DC for me to hang out with...the struggle is the same). For the most part its been nice, I have been going to places and just sketching what I see. Like the other day I went to the Washington Monument and sketched it (the actual sketch was terrible because I haven’t done it in at least a fortnight but who cares). Finally lets talk about some bumps I have had on this journey since last we spoke. I was about to go to bed the other night when my friend Bridget face timed me. She and my other friend Baxter were hanging out in Florida( FLORIDA I KNOW RIGHT?!) Anyway I knew that they were hanging it was actually my idea to face time. I figured even though I had anxiety about this kind of thing, that I should try and face it head on rather than hiding from it...I kinda hated it. It may have been because I was trying to go to bed, but I didn’t feel involved in the conversation. I felt like how I do with friends sometimes where I’m not there all the way. I know that may not make sense but, its the best way I can explain it. I wasn’t trying, at one point Baxter noticed and asked if I was funny anymore. That just shot my anxiety through the roof. I know he was joking, and I knew not to take it seriously but, sometimes when your friends say a fear you have it can just shake you in that moment. I hate dwelling on these things but I feel like thinking about it is a necessary part about moving on...and maybe that’s why I’ve waited so long to write this entry. Alright thats it for tonight...more tommorrow? tomorrow ? (getting better at spelling since starting this blog)...Actually one more thing I am going to post to this at least once a day from now til I go back to college. Even if its something small like a song but thats a promise! I’m taking this reflection seriously!

From,

CJ aka that old clock in your hotel room

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