A tattoo of a painting on a person.
Amor, Omar, Omar, Amor = Same Thing
Ill never miss you DIS, but you always miss me. I do appreciate the company you keep me tho.
IDK about this whole selfie thing, i suppose because we document the self, its supposed to make us more concious of our appearance in turn making us more aware of what we are putting out .... lost my train of thought, but its good to see the faces the self makes in a state of hyper ego.
The lil roller things with ink go on the copper thing two images above. You run it through this giant metakl wheel thing on a table draped with felt and other fabrics. Then you get the below image.
You will travel DIS, good luck reaching your destination on the journey i sent you on yesterday.
He comes in all colors shapes and sizes despite race age color and class.
Limited edition mezzo tints ran through the press until the copper plate breaks.
Just to prove to myself that I did it.
Gently pull the skin back.
Vagina Pussy Heart Attack. Hung up and pinned down to dry. Based on leaving a trail of long and hopefully forever lost lovers outta my head ( copy cat cadavers). The birds are the lovers and the one that turned its back, is ever so present and and barking through its beak. The puusy (he said call it vagina) {Smiling / Laughing emojis inert here} is in the heart because there's few things man (sometimes women with masculine brains), wouldn't do for it. But theres alot more to be said for it. The love of the vagina is exaggerated by the pulsing of the heart releasing brain chemicals that tricked the self into thinking the eye fucked the ego. Birds on bitches on tricks on birds, but its all free love. Where muh femisist at? lol. JK, in real life you know i love your hypocritical actions that contradict the words spilling out of your mouth onto the floor where they belong so i can step on them as i walk away and think, what the fuck did i step on.... idk but if it look acts smellls and feels stupid... it must be mystery Spiritualistic science fuck. But yeah, theres alot to be said from the light at the end of the tunnel passage way ibnto life hole in the liquid processing exit womb, i should move along.
This one girl.
This other girl.
Better photographs or videos should come of this soon. Energy shit body flow dumb girls i see you doin unnecessary random shit with your hands but its not necessary decieptful whore of a mother non verbal nature.
Better pic / video come soon, DIS. Youre getting better sometimes right now.
This painting happened and its okay, thank you for the foundation, the rest is just lines.
Lower portions of faces for photo reference. Fuck your google image search. We have mirrors and cameras to reflect and understand.
Smokers teeth and coffee please.
Carpet, look at the carpet.
Insert hearts
Insert more hearts
Damn good for alot of things but i need a grapher of photos whose a down ass MF.
Stupid faces for stupid people, you hair absorbed your Sombrero Malacracio
(Reference IG)
Hearts of Queens with pagan minds. Sideways decieptful lies. But at least it looks nice.
Somebody wrote on the paper i drew on.
Amor, Omar, Omar, Amor = Same Thing
Ill never miss you DIS, but you always miss me. I do appreciate the company you keep me tho.
IDK about this whole selfie thing, i suppose because we document the self, its supposed to make us more concious of our appearance in turn making us more aware of what we are putting out .... lost my train of thought, but its good to see the faces the self makes in a state of hyper ego.
The lil roller things with ink go on the copper thing two images above. You run it through this giant metakl wheel thing on a table draped with felt and other fabrics. Then you get the below image.
You will travel DIS, good luck reaching your destination on the journey i sent you on yesterday.
He comes in all colors shapes and sizes despite race age color and class.
Limited edition mezzo tints ran through the press until the copper plate breaks.
Just to prove to myself that I did it.
Gently pull the skin back.
Vagina Pussy Heart Attack. Hung up and pinned down to dry. Based on leaving a trail of long and hopefully forever lost lovers outta my head ( copy cat cadavers). The birds are the lovers and the one that turned its back, is ever so present and and barking through its beak. The puusy (he said call it vagina) {Smiling / Laughing emojis inert here} is in the heart because there's few things man (sometimes women with masculine brains), wouldn't do for it. But theres alot more to be said for it. The love of the vagina is exaggerated by the pulsing of the heart releasing brain chemicals that tricked the self into thinking the eye fucked the ego. Birds on bitches on tricks on birds, but its all free love. Where muh femisist at? lol. JK, in real life you know i love your hypocritical actions that contradict the words spilling out of your mouth onto the floor where they belong so i can step on them as i walk away and think, what the fuck did i step on.... idk but if it look acts smellls and feels stupid... it must be mystery Spiritualistic science fuck. But yeah, theres alot to be said from the light at the end of the tunnel passage way ibnto life hole in the liquid processing exit womb, i should move along.
This one girl.
This other girl.
Better photographs or videos should come of this soon. Energy shit body flow dumb girls i see you doin unnecessary random shit with your hands but its not necessary decieptful whore of a mother non verbal nature.
Better pic / video come soon, DIS. Youre getting better sometimes right now.
This painting happened and its okay, thank you for the foundation, the rest is just lines.
Lower portions of faces for photo reference. Fuck your google image search. We have mirrors and cameras to reflect and understand.
Smokers teeth and coffee please.
As long as it contributes to the art
Carpet, look at the carpet.
Insert hearts
Insert more hearts
Damn good for alot of things but i need a grapher of photos whose a down ass MF.
Stupid faces for stupid people, you hair absorbed your Sombrero Malacracio
(Reference IG)
Hearts of Queens with pagan minds. Sideways decieptful lies. But at least it looks nice.
Somebody wrote on the paper i drew on.
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