I have been in trouble recently, which is quite disturbing surprisingly.
Involving a lack of personality, laborly and mind-thoughtfully.
You see skinners of different varieties, prefer using in particular specialities.
And iconers, too, treat perferentially. Those tools they tackle more proficiently.
Now you don't have to be in HIVE-WORK-SHOP, to understand the depth of my dilemma.
The two elements of me favor two different keys. thus a rift betwxit my fingers and my mousey.
I like nothing more than drawing things in Paint, It warm the very void of my soul.
The trouble is that Paint can leave me barely faint you see.
I like working in Paint MS
But I like paintings in Paint.NETttttttttt, Paint.NETtttttttttt
I refuse to be beholden to my head, I don't see why my hand should give in to their demands
I'll not be forced to compromise my art, and so I just keep working in Paint MS.
And painting in Paint.NEttttttT, Paint.Nettttttttt, Paint.NEtttttttT
I'll keep working in Paint MS, And I keep painting in
P A I N T.
NETTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.
Demon
Guy,