





For context I started this portrait 6 years ago. Only did the face and then had multiple reiterations and gave up on it lots of times as well.
I’m not even sure if this is what I wanted but I’m tired and quite frankly, just want to move on.
Oh, the flaky bits are layers of acrylic paint that I ripped off the canvas 😂 I was having a mental breakdown probably lol
Who knows what the definition of love is or if we've ever found it. Yesterday I turned 19.
I've been with my boyfriend for over a year and a half now. I've spent two birthdays with him.
I love him lots. We live together but I feel like he feels trapped with me because he doesn't make enough money to save up and move out.
Sometimes my consent isn't listened to and I don't think that's very nice. I don't have anyone else besides him and my parents though so I just tolerate it
I have art though. And my OC. I still don't have a name for her but I've found she is expressed when drawing myself is too complicated or ugly.
I don't like how I look. I gained 50 lbs on this medication for my mental health. Or it's all my fault.. probably both. But either way I was ravenous and would binge eat because I never felt full and eating normally felt like I was starving myself.
I'm also missing a tooth and I look weird
But it's okay because I think all of America is fat and I'm relatively average in terms of where I live.
print i made while not knowing if we were gonna be able to meet with my partner. made during first year of being immigrant.
Commissioned ink on paper minicomic
©️2026 Randall Isaac Kaplan
I’m currently sitting in my room having urges to relapse, for some reason, I got the idea to take out some of my lipstick and write self-destruction on my mirror, and my mirror is shattered, and I feel like it really just captures my exact feelings of trying not to indulge in my urges wasn’t really sure where to post it so I am posting it here