Sometimes I wonder what it would've been like if I hadn't given up on ballet when I was, uh, five-ish. Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I started classes again... It would be sorta nice, I suppose.

I could've left it there. I should've left it there. But what did I do? I did a stupid and decided on a ridiculously complicated background. Thanks, past me. Thanks.

(Here I closed the curtains because the sun was precisely shining right in my eyes... So the lighting took a hit.)

What is perspective, Xen? You suck at it.

So. It's the next day. I decided to try and colour. Except... The watercolour pencils looked really bad in comparison to the smoothly blended pencil.

Xen no this is a bad idea--

XEN YOU'VE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE THIS IS A BAD IDEA--

XEN WHY STOP IT PLEASE GOD NO--

This is a mess I hate myself...