Atelier 801
Curleyq 
 |  Curleyq #0000
Date d'inscription : 17/08/2013 Communauté :  Internationale Messages : 4 Prestige : 0 Niveau : 1  Hors ligne Localisation : the mosquito with the blood in its belly Âme sœur : Ideophobia #3858
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I want to punch you in your back and cause all of your vertebrae to pop out 1 by 1 like a PEZ dispenser
let me get one thing fucking straight. im fucking maniacal. im absolutely frantic. im mad-dog. im berzerk. im going wild, fucking insane. im a cycle path. i wake up at 11:30 and drink flat mountain dew. yall actually chew your spaghetti? weak. pathetic. ugly. i swallow it down my slippery gullet like its nothing. i go to kung fu lessons on tuesday and saturday so i can kick your ass. i flung myself into a nyquil-induced 5-hour nap at 2:00 pm and when i woke up i couldnt see so i just went back to bed and when i woke up it was next week
Hi baby girl, everything's okay, I promise, I forgive you. It's okay don't worry about it. Everything's going to be okay. I love you. I l love you so much, I love you more than there are grains of sands on every beach of every planet, of every galaxy of the universe and I need you in my life. I need you more than humans need water and food to survive. You mean more to me than Home Depot means to Mr. Lugerato. You mean more to me than just anything, you mean more to me than gold and diamonds, mean... to the greediest burglar. And you're just the most perfect beautiful girl in the entire world and I love you so much, I hope you enjoyed reading this baby girl, see you at school tomorrow baby girl. I love you... do it's true.... I love you more than anything else in the world hehehe, byebye baby girl, stay perfect, just for me.
*gentel smile* honeydew, to study human anatomy you have to at least... look... at what a human being is. I understand maybe you won't get it perfect the first time, but its obvious you drew what you thought a human looked like without any references or breakdowns at all. Why are its arms twice as long as its entire body, why are there no joints on its legs, why does it have no feet? You haven't looked at a proportion guide or a face guide or absolutely anything. Don't you dare tell papa A0xis that you're studying anatomy by doing nothing but drawing misconceptions and bad memories. I want you to hop over to google and start doing some real research and homework.
my perfect crime? I memorize the entirety of the macy’s store inventory. I then go on aliexpress.com and find exact replicas of every single purse in the store. I break in at 3am, and replace every purse with a cheaper version of the purse. I take my real purses home and open up an online store on the darknet featuring fake purses. I then sell these real purses as fake purses, making it so that when the feds catch on to my antics, they spend countless years trying to figure out who can replicate purses this well, and who is selling them. Soon an entire division of the FBI is dedicated to finding me and figuring out how my “fake” purses appear to be real. 45 years later they finally trace my ip address and break into my villa in texas and shoot me right in the leg when i attempt to flee. While this would normally not be a fatal wound, due to my constant devotion to my online fake real purse storefront i have suffered an iron deficiency for 35 years. My blood can’t clot and I start to bleed out. Turns out the woman who shot me was a girl who i made out with once in college, and she holds my dying body in her arms and asks me how my fake purses were so real. I spend the last moments of my fleeting life telling her about how every five years i break into a different Macy’s and replace all the purses, and that the purses I have been selling online for a severely discounted price were actually all real, and I have been doing this purely for the gag of it all. When my former college girlfriend gets home from work after rightfully murdering me for my crimes, she goes into her walk in closet, looks at the 13 gucci purses she owns, and realizes that they’re all fakes.
In a perfect world, every three or four haircuts you got you could switch over to noodles instead of hair. Only temporarily, but like, for about a month every morning you just had more tasty noodles growin out of your head and you could chop them off painlessly and then cook and eat them. Pasta sauce would be your hair gel. A bowl would be your hat. Parmesan? Lice, baby.
you're at a 24 hour 7/11 at 2 am purchasing a snack. acdc music stops playing all of a sudden. "Back in black, hit the s-" and you hear rustling behind you.. you turn around to see this man staring at you, then he leaps at you and you hear a SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE as everything fades to black..
I want to punch you in your back and cause all of your vertebrae to pop out 1 by 1 like a PEZ dispenser
let me get one thing fucking straight. im fucking maniacal. im absolutely frantic. im mad-dog. im berzerk. im going wild, fucking insane. im a cycle path. i wake up at 11:30 and drink flat mountain dew. yall actually chew your spaghetti? weak. pathetic. ugly. i swallow it down my slippery gullet like its nothing. i go to kung fu lessons on tuesday and saturday so i can kick your ass. i flung myself into a nyquil-induced 5-hour nap at 2:00 pm and when i woke up i couldnt see so i just went back to bed and when i woke up it was next week
Hi baby girl, everything's okay, I promise, I forgive you. It's okay don't worry about it. Everything's going to be okay. I love you. I l love you so much, I love you more than there are grains of sands on every beach of every planet, of every galaxy of the universe and I need you in my life. I need you more than humans need water and food to survive. You mean more to me than Home Depot means to Mr. Lugerato. You mean more to me than just anything, you mean more to me than gold and diamonds, mean... to the greediest burglar. And you're just the most perfect beautiful girl in the entire world and I love you so much, I hope you enjoyed reading this baby girl, see you at school tomorrow baby girl. I love you... do it's true.... I love you more than anything else in the world hehehe, byebye baby girl, stay perfect, just for me.
*gentel smile* honeydew, to study human anatomy you have to at least... look... at what a human being is. I understand maybe you won't get it perfect the first time, but its obvious you drew what you thought a human looked like without any references or breakdowns at all. Why are its arms twice as long as its entire body, why are there no joints on its legs, why does it have no feet? You haven't looked at a proportion guide or a face guide or absolutely anything. Don't you dare tell papa A0xis that you're studying anatomy by doing nothing but drawing misconceptions and bad memories. I want you to hop over to google and start doing some real research and homework.
my perfect crime? I memorize the entirety of the macy’s store inventory. I then go on aliexpress.com and find exact replicas of every single purse in the store. I break in at 3am, and replace every purse with a cheaper version of the purse. I take my real purses home and open up an online store on the darknet featuring fake purses. I then sell these real purses as fake purses, making it so that when the feds catch on to my antics, they spend countless years trying to figure out who can replicate purses this well, and who is selling them. Soon an entire division of the FBI is dedicated to finding me and figuring out how my “fake” purses appear to be real. 45 years later they finally trace my ip address and break into my villa in texas and shoot me right in the leg when i attempt to flee. While this would normally not be a fatal wound, due to my constant devotion to my online fake real purse storefront i have suffered an iron deficiency for 35 years. My blood can’t clot and I start to bleed out. Turns out the woman who shot me was a girl who i made out with once in college, and she holds my dying body in her arms and asks me how my fake purses were so real. I spend the last moments of my fleeting life telling her about how every five years i break into a different Macy’s and replace all the purses, and that the purses I have been selling online for a severely discounted price were actually all real, and I have been doing this purely for the gag of it all. When my former college girlfriend gets home from work after rightfully murdering me for my crimes, she goes into her walk in closet, looks at the 13 gucci purses she owns, and realizes that they’re all fakes.
In a perfect world, every three or four haircuts you got you could switch over to noodles instead of hair. Only temporarily, but like, for about a month every morning you just had more tasty noodles growin out of your head and you could chop them off painlessly and then cook and eat them. Pasta sauce would be your hair gel. A bowl would be your hat. Parmesan? Lice, baby.
you're at a 24 hour 7/11 at 2 am purchasing a snack. acdc music stops playing all of a sudden. "Back in black, hit the s-" and you hear rustling behind you.. you turn around to see this man staring at you, then he leaps at you and you hear a SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE as everything fades to black..
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