Proclamation
I have had somewhat less than eight hours sleep across the last forty-eight hours.
Nobody fuck with me today. This is your only warning. I will make you cry.
While I am trying very very hard not to utterly fucking extinguish any and all life that even attempts to approach me, have something to read. You can either go here for it, or here. It's a comic I wrote a few months before Columbine, which is why it never saw print.
[meta: proclamation]
[previously: Poppy]