Fice’s Campsite

It’s really hard to explain but nothing I do is original, I once heard that nothing is original, that everything is a combination of other ideas that already existed… but even then I really believe that I’m just a copycat of personality traits.

I laugh like my friends, I talk like my friends, I use friends expressions, I talk about what my friends like while in reality I don’t understand them, only like 3 of them I genuinely get what we talk about

I think I started to draw to try and do something original… but I can only seem to be able to see and not create… and I know that if I begin to create other things like videos and things like that I will have to put on again the mask I’m trying to run from

Cow picture

A tad cringe to be honest because I don’t want to make people think I am like thinking I am a character of the circus or anything BUT I drew this to cope with my emotions about the finale I guess

Where has Tumblr been all my life? (I’m Kane Parsons old by the way)