Nov 30, 2019
My brain, being gay.
We're barely wearing anything at all. We know we're gunna get messy. We go in the bathroom, and pull out the supplies. Fuck the gloves, we know from they don't matter anyways. We put on some music, and together while dancing around and singing, we start coloring our hair. We're laughing, dye is all over us. Suddenly, you place your hand gently on the small of my waist. Dancing closer you pull me into your orbit. Sweet, seductive, you slowly lean in and steal the air from my lungs. Kissing only for a moment, befofe the music changes abbruptly. What had been a soft, gentle ambiance turns into heavy metal. We can't help but burst into laughter. Stepping back, we realized what we'd done. We made purple.