I've come to the end of another journal and these are my last pages. Farewell, old journal. My yellow pen ran out at the same time, so a solemn goodbye to my yellow pen as well.
I seem to have been strongly influenced by my bedsheets to draw looping hearts. You gotta vary hearts a little, I guess. The loopy ones are nice and squishy looking, and erratic in their form in a different way to my regular hearts. I like them both a lot. Many hearts.
It seems like I also had a very important message to convey on the last page. Mud pies are very good. It's undeniably true. Come to the forest and I'll make you one.
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