Today is thanksgiving day for cats. But only if they came back from the dead. Also, THE GROUND IS SOUR!“Gage, you the one playing games?”
YEH DON’ WANNA GO DOWN THAT ROAD
Oh man, do you remember when we would get home and go to Toonami town?! And the endless summer of the Sailor Moon movie marathons? I loved that shit.It is my life. It brought me out of depression. It taught me how to be happy again. It gave me hope and still gives me hope. But I would never tell them that.
Sailor Moon continues to be the only thing that has remained bright in my life/interests throughout my depression. It’s one of the few things I remain excited about. I wish I could describe it. Even though it was one of the reasons I was bullied as a kid, Sailor Moon has never left me. She was loyal and selfless and was a positive role model when I had no one else to look up to. After school I could go into her world and forget what those kids said to me at school. Even now, it’s like a security blanket I will never get rid of. In my adult life it stands for other things. I look at the manga art and feel inspired to make something of myself, to make what Naoko made. I want to create a world that provides the same things for other people that Sailor Moon provided for me. It’s the nucleus inside my love for comics and the seed that started my passion for the visual arts. No matter how childish people think it is, I will never give up or forget about Sailor Moon.
