Ink Addict
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Revolutionary Girl episodes and someone to draw on and maybe a cold alcopop of some sort. I want to go downtown with Caleb, cruise around until I find someone who looks even remotely interesting, and try to convince them to come get drunk with us and let me draw on them. I want to take my 100 sheets of white cardstock and my new pens and my old pens and my crayons and my box of colored chalks and the last vicodin and just go downtown. Find a spot in the shade. Draw. Sketch. Color. See if I can talk someone into sitting still long enough to let me ink them up. I want to go out again tonight, fuzzed and listening to music, and stop into every tattoo parlor we pass until I find one whose artists will tell us where the gothpunk crowd hangs out here in LA. Then, we'd go there, watch the pretty people, until the world stopped mattering. I want to see someone new. I want to draw on them. I want to put my pens to use, dammit.
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