What is a more universal symbol for love than a cute little heart with an arrow through it? That was my thought back in high school, when I sat down with a sheet of paper, a pencil, and a box of pastels…
Cupid’s Black Arrow
I left it at the drawing, though I had seriously considered buying a pig’s heart and an arrow, and making a three-dimensional version to leave on the doorstep of a certain girl. Instead, I airbrushed the picture onto a shirt. The original is stored away somewhere in the dark recesses of my closet.
And with that said, it’s time to find a new avatar, and leave this high school angst behind.