characterization I have Ideas. A lot of ideas. Its just, I've decided its best to never act on them again. You see, it all happened the night I got drunk for the first time ever. I never thought that vodka could burn and taste good at the same time, but to me, it did. So, at this party, while I was drunk I decided to go to my friend Ralph. I've known him since forever, well not forever, but it seems like that, plus, he's the only person I've ever told my secrets to. Not because I knew he'd keep his mouth shut, but because he had a way of not freaking out when I told him something. Like my dad does. I hate that man. I mean that too. Ever since my mom passed acharacterization by ~logicaAramada
Eager 
tell me when your done with the pen art i wanna buy a copy~ 
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