Gentleman, I must warn you that there is an Apocalypse scheduled for us on the 23rd of September. Search up CERN, the end is night. The lord will rise again to defend his World Wrestling Championship title against Lucifer.
I have to say, the most depressing thing about my art, aside from it being terrible, is just how nobody cares enough to actually critique it. I could take compliments even insults and critique, but nothing bums me out more than when people just don't care at all.