I have seriously like...12 different pictures that I can't share with you guys. Though, I do want you to know that I am drawing, and thinking of those who like watching my drawings or whatever else.
Don't lose hope.
Friendship.Friendship by ~polive
In my closet back home, there lies a large plastic storage bin. Inside, jammed under layers and layers of old clothing and used toys like a buried fossil, is a small plastic picture frame. Within, slid neatly between sides of clear plastic, is a wallet-sized photograph. I had packed away that photo when I moved, deeming it non-essential to my new life in the dormitories. It is strange that I should remember it now, that picture of two kids on the back of an old truck, laughing with hands raised to the sky, as crackling leaves fell earthward like snowflakes on Christmas morning.
The sky was crisp and clear. The cool air invitin