Commission for Chazzkit
I tried to take a cute self portrait with Khaleesi but she wouldn’t look at the camera so neither did I.
I shaded a sketch from last night UvU I’ve been surprisingly productive since yesterday (I’d post more but a lot of it is confidential freelance stuff XD), but gosh it takes a bit to get that momentum going.
i want to be scarier than the things that scare me
There are some girls which you go afterwards the next morning to ask the wrong bartender and maybe even try to describe as hard as you can how she looks like.
Her brown hair is wavy and I realize that I could do the same with my own hair, but mine looks just as straight if I get it out of the braid after a while and it doesn’t even hold a lot with the gel, but I still do the long blond braid regardless.
She wears a green floral dress and she looks lost, she looks at the window to see me and soon enough looks back, going downstairs, perhaps to the bathroom and it’s not a gay bar, so I don’t know how straight she is, but I still go inside past the men watching the repeat of football and I wait for my drink, still waiting for her to show up as I sip rum and coke. She doesn’t show up, so I head downstairs and I see a queue in the outside, people waiting politely for two girls to stop fucking and I wonder if one of them will be her, but it’s not. The girls finish as I finish my drink, maybe nothing is straight anymore.
READ MORE LESBIAN SEX FICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2013/06/flower-dress.html