Contact me please, god.
All I do is draw. You gotta get in on this. I can’t stop. I just keep drawing. Storyboards, concept art, comics, illustrations, commissions, you name it. I draw it. There’s so much paper everywhere. I’m drowning. My paper cuts sting when the ink gets in them. Yet I’m still drawing. I can’t ungrip the pencil from my stiff, claw-like hand anyway, so I just keep going. You gotta help me with all these. What do you need? I’ll draw it. Try and stop me. Please.