FJD Page 14 (Patreon)

Good afternoon my dears! I hope you are all well! I myself could be better but we all have to strive forward especially on the days we feel to do otherwise. Sometimes when I work on these comics and start writing out the words, I just let the feelings pour out of me. Let that passion seize the moment. I'm kind of like some of you where I'm curious and unsure what is coming next. It just..happens.

So when I write the words and talk about the pages, I let open those carefully practiced words and allow people to look inside my head. It's not always pleasant inside here. Today is not a pleasant day at all, but I like you all to see these things because I'm honest with you. Up for download is the next page of FJD!

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There was this boy who found me out and started talking to me. He was
inspiring and loved to understand what I was making. He would comb my
worlds, and would share his own. Oh how easily he found his way through
the iron grip I had around the cracks in my heart. I wouldn't tell him
that in less than a year I considered him my best friend.



He started to grow distant though. Far less interested in talking. I'd
panic, try to catch those old feelings again and try to make new
feelings too. Him and me though..we haven't even spoken more than five
minutes to each other this month. We haven't talked to each other for
weeks even when he's on.



I'll stare at the username and hover my cursor arrow over it. I never
click it though. I just feel like I'll bother him. I feel sick because
I'm shutting down again. I love it when I hope. I hate it when that hope
 vanishes beneath the waves of the reality in front of me. I'm shaking
in my chair right now, rubbing my eyes. I'm curled up as I stare at the
burning screen and at a private message.



Someone wants to talk with me. They seem so nice. I've already written
out of the message back, I just haven't sent it yet. Its nice, I promise
 it is. Behind those nice words I'm sick and I'm tired. Tired of hoping.



If I let you too far in, you might hurt me.