I am a completely legitimate cartoonist working on graphics for the school paper at ten at night while listening to an almost thirty year old man run over virtual pedestrians in a game about a rotating limousine.
There was an attempt.
It’s gotten to the point when we really need money, ‘we’ meaning my single mother, autistic brother, little sister and me. I am currently on antipsychotics that cost quite a lot, and my brother requires special care. we can’t afford to lose our home, and need work money in order…