mind: “hey maybe you should go out on a limb and draw, you know, people? make a few ‘o.c.’s’ as the townsfolk call it”
random sabaton song on my shitty unorganized playlist: THROUGH THE GATES OF HELL!!! AS WE MAKE OUR WAY TO HEAVEN!! THROUGH THE NAZI LIIIIIINNNNEEESSSS!!!!! PRIMO VICTORIA!!! ON THE 6TH OF JUNE! ON THE SHORES OF WESTERN EUROPE!! 1944!!!!!!!!!! D-DAY UPON US!!!
mind: “ok, here is panzer”
my pain is constant and sharp