Originally posted by Erorr
While living in dose me's town a friend of his and mine made this portrait of me…. I wish I had his clean line work but I couldnt even begin to fuck with that kind of patience and concern…
That's how all my art is pretty much. I don't get how people can so carefully craft their lines. I just want to get the concept out and chill. And I'm talking really messy here too. This one is like three years old. I don't really draw much anymore though.
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Originally posted by Erorr
As if…. loved when you were up then you always stayed down….
Glad to atleast hear which side stuck. I could just never handle the constant hate but when you were fucked up we always babbled some good talks….then six hours later HAAAAAAAAAAAAN type shit.
Yeah.. *cringe*
But it is what it is and it was what it was
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Some I think are shit, some I like…. but its all just afternoons spent with friends making dreck at park tables instead of digging our graves so even in mediocrity its a constructive habit to converse over with a few heads and a blunt. My friend likes pasting her butts onto everything so excuse the repetitions
Post last edited by Erorr at 2017-08-30T00:42:49.145436+00:00
That's actually some pretty cool shit. I would encourage you to continue these things...whatever they are called.
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Originally posted by Wick Sweat
Fuck with casper he will steal your bitch pronto! (Pronto! Pronto!)
More likely quietly sit with her at night on the beach while she talks about her abusive father and dead little brother, and how she doesn't want to live anymore. Then we will sleep in the same bed and ill wake up and make her purple pancakes bc she said her dad used to do that before he became an alcoholic, and then she'll ask me to carve my initials into her thigh with a razor blade and well drive around listening to her shitty indie music and drinking King Cobra and getting high, and then a few hours later she'll leave and ill realize my stash is gone.
Awww jeahhhhh
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