recovered and down again

just when i finally got over being emo, and resolved the fragile connection with my friend.

a kid.

with drawing skill way suckier than mine, dare to critic my attempt of improvement. I dont care if you're rich, i dont care if you're going to ToA in the future, and i certainly dont care how much achievements you got in your private high school, because. your in no place to soil my hardwork.

the "fanart" you drew are not even recognizable of the original character, proportions are out and i can shoot you down like some shitty wannabe otaku, but i didnt, i gave you tips and encouragements, i play nice. I know my flaws and constructive critics are welcome, but u didnt do that. you just shoot me down with you "thoughts". know you place kid. i ain as nice inside. you have no idea how brutal i can go.

and you're new to my art. you didnt watch me on DA for years like some did. you dont know how subtle my improvement is over those time. and you certainly dont know me not as a person, but as an artist with lots of passion and dedication to what i invest my time on every weekend.

dont talk like you know shit. piss off coz you just piss what i felt like i did a good job.