Showing posts with label fucking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fucking. Show all posts
Saturday, 21 February 2015
Sketchbook pages- Thinking Of The Good Times
I finished this a few minutes ago. I have an idea of what it means but my mind is still digesting it. Feel free to make your own interpretations.
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abuse,
fucking,
sex,
sketchbook,
vagina,
watercolour
Sunday, 2 February 2014
Moleskine Pages- Love Letters
She presented him with unsolicited gifts and showered him with awkward attention. She couldn't hand him her still beating heart so she handed him her still bloody first born instead. He just wanted to fuck her.
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