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Furry Artist | Registered: November 4, 2017 11:49:31 AM
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Hi! My name is ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴍᴏʀᴛ
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♀│26│she│bisexual│friendly bun and NSFW artist
Welcome to my creative corner, sunnies! I'm damn glad to have every guest and my
favorite regular watchers 
Skulls and moths are my passion and love,
so don't be surprised that you can often find them in my designs 🖤
I draw mostly anthro, feral and furry,
custom designs, adopts and am inspired by the souls games series
But I'm also excited to draw something new,
I'm constantly learning and trying to step out
of my comfort zone (˘︶˘人)♡
Thank you, my lovelies,
for being with me and watching my creativity!

hipolink | bluesky | deviantart
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Featured Journal
I AM SO VERY SCARED.
4 days ago
I hope you still remember me?
I just wanted to share what's on my mind—that I'm terribly afraid. I'm afraid that everyone will forget about me.
I was doing better some time ago. I even managed to finish a commission two months ago and thought the illness had retreated, but everything has come back.
I'm not drawing again.
I've locked myself at home again and don't go outside.
I've stopped keeping in touch with everyone, and I can't even remember the last time I saw my friends or family...
I've closed myself off and now I'm just a shadow, a hollow shell of the person I used to be.
My therapist has changed my medications again, and once more, I'm just hoping that I'll start to feel better.
But I'm so very scared. I'm afraid that by the time I come back, there will be no one to return to, and everyone will have forgotten me...
I just wanted to share what's on my mind—that I'm terribly afraid. I'm afraid that everyone will forget about me.
I was doing better some time ago. I even managed to finish a commission two months ago and thought the illness had retreated, but everything has come back.
I'm not drawing again.
I've locked myself at home again and don't go outside.
I've stopped keeping in touch with everyone, and I can't even remember the last time I saw my friends or family...
I've closed myself off and now I'm just a shadow, a hollow shell of the person I used to be.
My therapist has changed my medications again, and once more, I'm just hoping that I'll start to feel better.
But I'm so very scared. I'm afraid that by the time I come back, there will be no one to return to, and everyone will have forgotten me...
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