Papercut

I've been working on something for around 10 days now. A journal.
Inspired by a certain palanca, I decided to make something that would express how things ran in my world. To some extent. I was exited. Very very exited to write, to remember, to give. And to see the reaction. ^_^

I guess I wanted to prove that I could show him what I thought. I wanted to see what he thought of it too. The weirdness, the doodles, the stories, and the top-of-my-mind rants. And I guess I fell short of the expectations. Again. ^_^