I hate it when stuff I design (that I love) never makes it off the ground. These die cut stickers for the ol’ t-shirt company were never printed.
I’d still like to do it just for the heck of it, but then people would ask “What the heck are those?” and I’d be like “Those are physical manifestations of broken dreams” and they’d be all “ohhhhhh…” and I’d be all “Yeah….” and they’d try to look away while my eyes swelled with blood– TEARS. Tears, not blood. Bloody tears.
The end.
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Gimme. I don't even CARE.
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