I am making a judicious and democratic decision to ignore the gaping reopened wounds in my heart and just put my fucking head down and write my fucking comic on the off chance I can wrangle a fucking future out of it somehow.
A web comic. I'm pinning all my fucking hopes on a webcomic. I guess that's less dumb than pinning my hopes on a community of furries, but yeah, now that I look closed at it, it doesn't sound like much of a plan, does it.