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Being a design student on the verge of graduating, making my own comics, and spending so much time just drawing, writing, making shit up, I have this constant perpetual fear, a nameless dread, so to speak. I want to make my living off of my art and stories, but I've seen so many of my friends who were similarly ambitious and creative get struck down, and now they're living what I feel to be a mediocre life, getting married, settling down, and working full time at McDonalds and shit.
I do not want that life. I want to keep on being creative, being weird, even though it means I have fewer and fewer things in common with my old friends. I am going to keep writing, keep drawing, keep struggling because this is what I fucking love, and I can't see myself doing anything else.
It's just, you know, sometimes I worry.
I do not want that life. I want to keep on being creative, being weird, even though it means I have fewer and fewer things in common with my old friends. I am going to keep writing, keep drawing, keep struggling because this is what I fucking love, and I can't see myself doing anything else.
It's just, you know, sometimes I worry.