...like kisses on the necks of just/best friends...

[rosiedoes]

I don't fancy Pete Wentz. Not a jot. But there are times when I just think he's so fucking beautiful I could cry.

This is one of them.



He looks so desolate. I want to draw him. I wish I had time.



I don't think I captured the sadness, but I guess it looks recognisable enough.



He's the first real person I've drawn in years. That kind of says a lot about how much that picture affected me.

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[rosiedoes.livejournal.com]

*has a chubby face*

He's actually the first person I've drawn - the first real person, anyway - in years.

[musictoyourlips.livejournal.com]

My face is just...average. My sister's, on the other hand, well, she looks like a super model. Seriously, she could be a model. It does not do so well for the old ego.

I'm terrible at drawing people. I'm much better at drawing abrstract things.

[rosiedoes.livejournal.com]

Yeah, see, I can draw, but I can't paint; I can write, but I hate poetry; I love music, but I suck at it.

I stopped playing bass five years ago. I just bought a new cable and started to learn Dance Dance, last week...

This kid has fucking done something to me.

[musictoyourlips.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I started writing poetry again after getting into FOB. They tend to do that to you. It's quite unnerving.

[rosiedoes.livejournal.com]

*nods*

They made stuff - mostly music - matter for the first time in years.

But I need to sleep. It's 2am and I have work in the morning. XP

Night!

[musictoyourlips.livejournal.com]

Exactly.

Alright darling.

Night!