My Little One

My main man passed away a few weeks ago and I miss him. I created this portrait so that when I'm old and tired, I can sit in front of my fireplace and cheers his portrait that rests on the mantle while I sip on fancy whiskey and smoke expensive cigars. Or, maybe it'll lay next to me, in my cardboard box, my only possession left in this world, keeping me company in a dark, cold alley.

goodnight, sweet prince.