Cassie Q

When I came back to my hometown around 8 months ago, with no job, no friends to be with on a regular basis - in fact, no social interactions of any kind aside from toxic family relationships -, I felt that everything I valued had been stripped away from me, while I was held in a prison that I had no physical condition of getting out of. I fear there are many others like me, living an unlived life due to their physical limitation and the complications that come with it. Immobi

I would like to feel desirable, feel good about myself. To know what bliss is. I want my colors to be seen and loved for what they are so they are free to bloom. I want to be in love. It doesn't sound all that crazy, but there's a reason why I named it this way. This is the wildest dream. #love #selfloathing #imagination #sex

I'm introducing a new character here called The Shadow, who will follow me on my comic endeavors and represent the many sides to criticism. This comic was inspired by a friend of mine who is an artist and very critical of my work as well as of my personal choices in life. It's called "The Critic" and what I was trying to express here is the inhuman quality to criticism as a way to measure human worth, and how it's really just smoke, not solid, not real. If he's reading this

When I started drawing 4 months ago, I wasn't trying to make anything good, and it didn't ever cross my mind to put it on the internet. When friends suggested that I created a page for my stuff I didn't really take it seriously, I just took it as a compliment. But there was this one thing they said, something about how what I was saying was important and that many people could enjoy it and relate to it, and I immediately clung to the idea that maybe this would finally let me