Angle-of-dark

I'll be posting more paint jobs as they become presentable, so keep an eye out :D

Such a miserable wretch. She stares at me every morning and every night. Her greasy hair is a mass of tangles, flips, and knots. Her body is fat and unattractive. Her gray eyes mock me. They look at me as if to say, "you are nothing. You will never amount to anything. You're life is meaningless." When she isn't around, i may call her a liar. Even laugh at the very notion. But when we are eye to eye, it makes my stomach churn, my heart sink, and my mind ache. She is ugly. She is fat. She is stupid. and she is me. I'm told i'm pretty, smart, funny. When not near a mirror, I can believe that. But that mirror, that brilliant, polished glass...

In a mega pony-drawing mood lately. I have several more ponies (i know i know. I've spammed you enough as it is) that need to be colored and posted and I will do so when I can.