It's just a small comic, not an animation, but it's done! A short form of a rant about my intrusive thoughts that still rot inside of my skullbox! God, I wish I could throw those away and get free of odd demand that sometimes make my emotaional state much less stable than it should be. People around me has real problems with material consequences, their lives tought and here I am, with this shit. My body is so capricious that I've started feeling hunger for sweet taste even if I've eaten something already or I'm full. That fucking need for tasting something bright is not only killing me but killing my wallet so I need to work more and feel this fantom hunger more often. I hate myself