Peach doodle but I made her look a liiiiittle bit more like a toad because why not

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Peach doodle but I made her look a liiiiittle bit more like a toad because why not

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an hour and a half to go and i just want to say thank you so much for doing this for us 💞💕💓 you've been so patient and kind and this was such a great idea. thank you to all the people who donated as well, i wouldn't have been able to see him without yall. just, thank you ❤❤❤ enjoy the show!!
Aww, you’re so sweet. I’m glad so many folks were willing to both support and be supported.
There is room in our Zoom if folks want to join.
Bronycon here I come!
Applied, somehow managed to get into Artist alley! Booked my flight so have to go no matter what now!! XD
and now we wait....
I FUCKIN DID IT

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o h boy im going to be an animation student
I am terrified. I got in. I want held. I want sparkling cider. I want to weep in fear. But I’m sitting at a coffee shop, and can’t even comprehend.
I watched a couple, outside these giant windows, near collapse. One near shaking, clearly worried- if not terrified, the other, smiling openly, supportive- maybe dismissive.
I thought of Poet. On my bed, sure he was about to get told goodbye, and still saying it.
I am a mess.
I want to ask her for help. I was supposed to have her help. This is so stupid. They were supposed to tell me no.
But then, sometimes.
I am so goddamn sure I am going to fucking kill this thing, and one day. I’ll look her square in the face, without flinching, with love and appreciation, because I will be in that space because one time she told me a story and then expected that if I was going to do it, I was going to do it well.
oy. wanting all the hugs.