Jack ('s character) and Angel. i know it looks like Jack is a dentist giving a very drunk Angel a checkup, but really and truly Angel is biting Jack's thumb
hehe we saw this movie called mad love, and at one point this kid was like 'ima gonna stroke your face now' and the girl was like *bite* GOT YOUR THUMB! and it was was wicked hawt
heheee..not my best but fun funn
markers, colored pencils, and dry pastels for Jack and Angel
watercolor for the background
scan ruined itttt
r thoses 2 guys again....but ne ways its good i like it and very good coloring..
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I need
A tall well-built woman with good
reputation, who can cook frogs
legs, who appreciates a good fuc-
schia garden, classical music and tal-
king without getting to serious.
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you were laying on the carpet
like you're satin in a coffin.
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you were laying on the carpet
like you're satin in a coffin.
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you were laying on the carpet
like you're satin in a coffin.
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I need
A tall well-built woman with good
reputation, who can cook frogs
legs, who appreciates a good fuc-
schia garden, classical music and tal-
king without getting to serious.
But please only read lines 1,3, and 5^^^
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you were laying on the carpet
like you're satin in a coffin.
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The doves hope died, she chose her path.
Her flapping wings fell still.
drenched in scarlet, there she lay,
her checks pale white and chill.
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you were laying on the carpet
like you're satin in a coffin.
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