I’m on a phase of my life where I don’t give a fuck about being dead or alive, it’s just the same thing, existing or not, maybe I’m beyond depression, so beyond that I’m not even there anymore, maybe it’s nihilism, maybe I just need a beer.
I…think existing is the same as not existing, the only difference is the people who are going to cry your death… not because you can’t enjoy life anymore, but because of a selfish need to be with you. Because they’ll feel broken.
Anyways, since I’m alive, I might as well just live, just because.
This comic I made over a year ago, but I’ve touched it up since and I’m happy to share it on tumblr C: while I’ve improved immensely since I made this, I’m still really proud of myself for making it.
ps. this was during a stage in my art where I was a little texture heavy, heh heh
"The H.A.D.S. - the Hostile Action Displacement System."
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