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talk about them ctlyoongi
“i caught the dude spray painting a wall of the vacant lot next door and i gotta say, he’s got skill. could’ve lured the police right onto my front lawn, but he’s got skill -- and balls for tagging in such a highly patrolled area. in summary? i like ‘im.”
coffee
Put a word in my askbox and I will give you a bad AND good memory from my muse’s past that associates with said word.
+ i love waking up and having coffee that’s already made. now, i’m not really the domestic type and i don’t even drink coffee but it feels really like morning when dark roast is dripping in the kitchen you know? the earthiness slowly spreads across the whole apartment like a warm fog and it’s the best. maybe i’ll get crimson a Mr. Coffee for flag day. maybe i’ll make perfume, that’s a form of art, right?
- i once had a model that walked in with two venti iced coffees, one wasn’t even for me. he downed them both while i did his sketch and then he was in the bathroom for the rest of our two hour block. by the time he came back out i was working on that redhead who works at the farmer’s market and i had to awkwardly watch her curve him as i made her into a lolita robot. man, april was a crazy month.
smoke
Put a word in my askbox and I will give you a bad AND good memory from my muse's past that associates with said word.
- it was the forth of july, my father and uncle and purchased fireworks from a guy in a van. starbursts and flowers lit up the sky and i swear everything tasted like the sweet tea popsicles my mom made. the flick of a lighter, the strike of a match and the flame catches; usually it screams up into the air, but at the last minute it tipped over and struck my uncle’s house and burnt down the whole west wing of his summer home. i thought i had asthma for about a month and if anything as small as a grilled cheese smoked a little i thought i was dying.
+ is it weird that i love the smell of cold smoke? cigarette smoke in the winter is my favorite. when the wind is harsh and the smoke takes on that metallic tang is the best?? i’m weird but at least i don’t smoke myself.
