Everything I draw ends up wearing a bow-tie

Anonymous asked: uncle mod help us

I want to, and I will, in all the tiny, fragmented, far too far away ways that I can. 

I don’t know exactly what those are and I’m not sure what is going to happen now, but I won’t give up. I won’t let you give up either. I’m not going to let you take any short cuts or run away, and I’m not going to do all the work for you because I need you to help me too, and you will- because you’re strong. You’re strong enough to ask for help. You’re strong enough to hold my hand. We don’t have to be strong all the time, we can balance each other out; we can take turns. We can fall over, and drag each other up off the floor as many times as we have to, but grit your teeth while you’re holding my hand, because it’s going to be bloody hard work, and I won’t let go.