YOU GUYS. MAKE IT STOP. This is what happens when you give me an iPad while in the middle of a bored, angsty and rage filled PMS tirade. I’m also creatively blocked and apparently the only thing my brain can come up with is awful tombstones…? Or is it headstones? Gravestones? Whatever, Sharon, I don’t care.
Enjoy the shit out of my amazing artistic skills. I know you’re jelly.