It's too late, I couldn't do anything. I couldn't help him. And I have to accept the loss of him forever. The fact that it's done and done is merciless. He was young. He was there one day and then he was gone. And I'm supposed to just... accept that.
February 2, 2025 at 4:21 AM
It's too late, I couldn't do anything. I couldn't help him. And I have to accept the loss of him forever. The fact that it's done and done is merciless. He was young. He was there one day and then he was gone. And I'm supposed to just... accept that.
Jumping in from twitter.com/thebunniekins. I suppose I could even post some art on here, too! Granted most of it will probably be a little older, I hadn't drawn much within the past year.
Jumping in from twitter.com/thebunniekins. I suppose I could even post some art on here, too! Granted most of it will probably be a little older, I hadn't drawn much within the past year.