So, as depicted by my shit humor, I actually only do SnapChat doodles. This is doodle number....102 in actuality, but number 3 or 4 according to the many I've posted on the interweb. Which is not all that many.

I made this because it really spoke out to me. It was 2 or 3 in the morning, and I thought to myself how the night sky was so overcast, not a star was out. And like my life, it seemed so gloomy, and hopeless. So when I drew this, I poured my inner soul out. All my crushed dreams, sorrows, and depression is embodied by this duck.

It was like 3 in the damn morning, I don't need to explain myself ya frikkin' Hobolo's.