Imaginary friend: How do you know you love someone?Me:Armpits of course.
Imaginary friend: What! Armpits?
Me: You know when you love their armpits be they,hairy, smelly, or stained with sweat.
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1 comment:
i really like the idea of contours of body parts. this looks so amazing. I love the way it flows and how you decided to put the paint chips around it..you're always trying something new and that inspires me to come out of my box :D
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