sunday:
evan:
today i worked on drawing examples of the Principles of Design for my art course
such as "Tone or Value", "Texture", "Line", and the ever so popular "Shape"
emily:
ahhh shape was always a crowd pleaser
i tried to take that course once.
it was stupid in a classroom setting.
evan:
classroom art can get pretentious, especially if you're insecure about your own work
thankfully I've always been cocky about my creative outputs, and if someone was better than I was I would either sleep with them to gain their confidence and overthrow their talent when they least expected it, OR I'd just snuff them out in the dead of night.
I know where I stand, Emily, and that's half the battle my friend.
emily:
i always knew you were a confident person.
a person with values and morals. not necessarily family ones, but values and morals all the same.
evan:
why do you think I slept with you?
you were always better at shot put than I was
I needed to do something about that
emily:
ah yes, after one of the more ambitious moves in bed, my right arm was never the same.
evan:
you know, my urethra never quite recovered from that
today i worked on drawing examples of the Principles of Design for my art course
such as "Tone or Value", "Texture", "Line", and the ever so popular "Shape"
emily:
ahhh shape was always a crowd pleaser
i tried to take that course once.
it was stupid in a classroom setting.
evan:
classroom art can get pretentious, especially if you're insecure about your own work
thankfully I've always been cocky about my creative outputs, and if someone was better than I was I would either sleep with them to gain their confidence and overthrow their talent when they least expected it, OR I'd just snuff them out in the dead of night.
I know where I stand, Emily, and that's half the battle my friend.
emily:
i always knew you were a confident person.
a person with values and morals. not necessarily family ones, but values and morals all the same.
evan:
why do you think I slept with you?
you were always better at shot put than I was
I needed to do something about that
emily:
ah yes, after one of the more ambitious moves in bed, my right arm was never the same.
evan:
you know, my urethra never quite recovered from that
posted by riley dog at 1:50 AM
2 Comments:
Make sure Evan knows that he can't come over and have sex with you on the living room table while your mother is over for her visit. Especially cuz we both know he only gets off if he can shoot heroin at the same time.
It's important to have apartment rules and boundries.
Holy shit, who did you tell about the heroin thing? GODDAMMIT EMILY WHERE IS OUR TRUST?!?!
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