Warning: this blog has some mature language, homosexuality and rather drugs/alcohol/sexual themes, read it at your own discretion. (:
... no more ? f'ing bottle .. . .. ..
I swallow,
swallow
swallow.
Mmmmmhh.
One beer two beers three, four five six seven
and then I can't count anymore.
Red turns pink.
Blue turns cyan.
Woaah.
But... The door.. fuck, someone opened it.
It's him... oh his eyes look so big.
"Was waiting for you 'babe... " oh yes I was.
"Don't do this!" he warns me me as he grabs my half-empty bottle to take it away from me. He looks so hot when he's irritated like that. I could get drunk everyday just to see him like this. I just feel my mouth grinning and I chuckle on his face. "Why not?"
I have more bottles anyway.
I hear myself giggling and giggling, careless.
Yes, I don't care of how much blood I have left in my alcohol system... hm. It's just a matter of time before I get this one out... bhaaa.
Why is everything spazzing around? It's funny.
Huh. " 'Baby relax... stop shaking me, will ya? Sithy doesn't like iittt... or does he...? hehe.. "
Ya I do, but he definitely has to stop. My vision troubles when he's around. Huh is it his perfume or were all these outdated beer?
Black turns grey.
Blue turns green and green turns yellow.
Nnnn.
All I see is his 'still-white' hair there. "You're gonna fall Sithrim." No I'm not. And if I am, let's say I was just falling for you. "You c-can't... Sith!"
Huh, I said you to stop shaking me. Good idea, ya? Now what? "Baby I told youuu ... c'me here."
I push for his leg but he just kneels next to me. His face looks as pale as his hair. Why is he so worried ? I try to seize his neck in the dark livingroom. "Kneel closer.."
I can now grab his shirt in a violent motion. His skin... so cold. And so I just kiss him wildly, pushing him over me. My body is so hot under his. Oh no you don't need to try escaping, my little angel. You're not running away from my arms anymore tonight... "Y-you ... stop it.. don't... " I hear him whisper. Why is he so nervous? His little body trembling over mine. I'm maybe drunk but we did this so many times before... "Let me go ..."
"No, you're mine." "You're drunk... " "But I'm sober enough to love you." "You smell like beer and cigarettes... You're impossible..." "Why thank you..." "It's not a compliment !" "A com... a condom-what?"
Okies, so firstly? Your art. Just, wow. that's incredible. How it's so soft, yet it's lines without much colour. It just has this wonderful feell to it, and the way you draw such detail, and the eyelashes and hair are just adoifadu INCREDIBLE ♥
And of course, the story. I giggled quite a bit at some places-aaah poor Crybabyyy, pfff! It was really well written, especially Sithy's drunkness-very accurate, and very well done! ♥ And of course, very entertaining.
o,o *stalksallaround*
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Sithrim and Crybaby are
I love this, and of course, I adore your art as well. (;
You killed me woman,
BUT IT'S fksldkfj FFfFf can't talk anymore @___@
It's fucking great ya now?
Honestly.. I'm speechless right now, it's so hilarious but arrr the hell it's hot! &hearts =u= -death'd-
Ginger@ fkgjfdfdg :'D Ravynn
Ravynn @ Glad you think so bwahaha ♥ and thank youuuuu veryyyy much. ;__;
Munk' @ -revivesrevivesrevives- DON'T DIE ON ME WOMAN! Bwahaha glad you liked it theeen (: should do more now... hehe.
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rolling's gooooood.
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Okies, so firstly? Your art.
And of course, the story. I giggled quite a bit at some places-aaah poor Crybabyyy, pfff!
AND OF COURSE, LAWLTHESETWOAREDAMNHOT ♥
*frothfrothfroth*
Thank you very much Zebbie
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