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Stop.......ASKING FOR FREE ART!
I have actually never been this irritated. Just, people what the actual hell. :iconwthplz:
I dont know how many notes and comments I have gotten asking me to draw them shiz. Whats worse, is that people will guilt trip me into thinking I should draw for them.
NO! I WILL NOT FUCKING FALL FOR IT!!!
I have before, thinking you were my friend. But as soon as you got your art, apparently I didnt exist anymore.
The people that make me a "gift" or "donate" points (without me asking them to, mind you), then send me a note a day later "erm I drew you a gift/i gave you points......when could I expect something in return".
Then there are ones who will note you their OC references, expecting you to just draw them like bam. :iconwthplz:
Seriously like, no. NO. NO.
How long have you watched me? A day. A fucking minute? How many times have you commented on my art, or at least fav'd it.
I am over this
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