Happy Birthday! to myself.
20 years old. What a weird feeling. Realistically, I feel no different. Whimsically, I feel more mature. It's such a novelty feeling.
To commemorate this event, I drew this self portrait...at 2 am, since I was waiting for something to finish downloading.
Here is a precious glimpse into the psyche of Thea Stevens. Yes, I often fantasize myself as some general who solves problems by just shooting things. This is what happens when all your idols are deceased generals.
But this...this persona...seems to be quite the suave bastard. Two finger salute, "Keep calm; carry on." A veteran of the Battle of Doucheberg.