I am confused and wondering if this is fine 😂😭 (ofc it is lol)

You know this feeling where you don't feel about sth the way you usually feel and it leaves you all confused xD Like e.g. I had a request rejected and usually I'd feel all bad about it, like I've been asking for too much etc. But this time, I don't rlly care...?? BUT ...

Lunch break has been for sketching recently 🤭

I just love Dorohedoro so much <3
I need to get better at drawing just so I can draw them better 🤭😌

Nikaido tells you to smile moar :D

Nothing beats some nice horns 😌

I don't tell myself anything, because, in the end, we both know that we both know what to do.
I just need to jump. But I am frozen in place.

I have the right one, I will know what I have to do.
I look at myself like an uninvolved god from outside the sky. I watch myself squirm and avoid the truth that I feel in every fiber of my being. I just watch. ...

Do something you like!
Drawing means being creative though. That would involve getting close to the hole. I can't have that. Better go and buy some pens. Surely, it's just a matter of the wrong tool. Once I have the right one, everything will become easy. Once ...

how to throw things at it hoping it will stop. I eat food. More and more. My body feels uncomfortable because it's too stuffed. So I try and scroll and scroll more until my eyes hurt and my mind screams for silence. Then I try to do something. Just draw something. ...

but it doesn't fill up. It doesn't spill over and reveals itself. It's just calm, waiting for me to take a step into it. To fall into it and have a good look at what's inside.
I feel the carving. I feel the hunger. But in my fear, in my refusal to explore, I only know ...

that I don't know it's even there. In fact, I am so good at pretending that I believe it. I create a reality where I really don't know anymore and where I do perceive it as a hole. So I go and try to fill it with things. I go an consume. I stuff myself. I throw stuff at it, ...

My heart aches. My body craves... something.
I always say that I don't know what it is, but I don't believe myself.
I know there is a hole in me.
That's also a lie I think. I think it is more like an undiscovered continent and I pretend that I've never been on it. I pretend ...

Not in my opinion, sorry 😭

I think in the end most of the crew member could profit from it. It made for a nice reunion too. But Luffy sure had a lot going on then...

Mhm, definitely a much better option that finding a room where time works differently to train up lol xD

Yeh, Frankie seems to have more personality. Brook stays... rather meh imo. >.>

I think it was good in the sense that you can't always win. Some set backs are needed I guess. But it's sad nonetheless 😭

Honestly now that I'm thinking back, I remember feeling kinda stressed out about so many things there, while Luffy's 'just' running and messing around 😅

Understandable. The seperation was honestly kinda surprising for a shounen. And sometimes the switch up between serious/sad moments and funny ones can be very sudden (in manga in general imo). I feel like my emtions are sometimes lagging a bit behind xD

Impel down has some very funny moments tho 🤭

Constant self judgement (when you've barely even done anything!!) puts such a break on everything.

I feel like I've made some mental progress recently. I've been feeling 'motivated' to draw. In ' ' because it's not rlly motivation per se, but more that all the constant doubts and worries have been disappearing. It feels so freeing 😌

I don't tell myself anything, because, in the end, we both know that we both know what to do.
I just need to jump. But I am frozen in place.

I have the right one, I will know what I have to do.
I look at myself like an uninvolved god from outside the sky. I watch myself squirm and avoid the truth that I feel in every fiber of my being. I just watch. ...

Do something you like!
Drawing means being creative though. That would involve getting close to the hole. I can't have that. Better go and buy some pens. Surely, it's just a matter of the wrong tool. Once I have the right one, everything will become easy. Once ...

how to throw things at it hoping it will stop. I eat food. More and more. My body feels uncomfortable because it's too stuffed. So I try and scroll and scroll more until my eyes hurt and my mind screams for silence. Then I try to do something. Just draw something. ...

but it doesn't fill up. It doesn't spill over and reveals itself. It's just calm, waiting for me to take a step into it. To fall into it and have a good look at what's inside.
I feel the carving. I feel the hunger. But in my fear, in my refusal to explore, I only know ...

that I don't know it's even there. In fact, I am so good at pretending that I believe it. I create a reality where I really don't know anymore and where I do perceive it as a hole. So I go and try to fill it with things. I go an consume. I stuff myself. I throw stuff at it, ...

My heart aches. My body craves... something.
I always say that I don't know what it is, but I don't believe myself.
I know there is a hole in me.
That's also a lie I think. I think it is more like an undiscovered continent and I pretend that I've never been on it. I pretend ...