K. Guys. So this is http://knewdrew.tumblr.com/
His name is Drew and I started following him ABOUT a month ago, maybe a little more, but he’s fucking hillarious and his posts always make me laugh. I couldn’t really see his face, cause i was using the tumblr app or whatever. But, recently I saw his face. and Omfg, I fell in love with him and had a total fangirl moment. JUST LOOK AT HIM, HE’S A GOD. And his personality/sense of humor. He’s the whole package guys. He’s like the black William Levy to me. Uggghhh. He probably has a girlfriend, cause why the fuck wouldn’t he. So, no dissrespect on my behalf, she’s one lucky girl ^.^
As far as my drawing goes, I’m pleased with it. It makes me mad that in his picture he looks kinda angry [super hott] and in my drawing he looks like he’s smiling. I totallllyy fucked that part up. And the fact that it looks like just any random black guy, and not specifically him pisses me off too. But eh, its whatevz.
FUNNY STORY ABOUT THIS PICTURE ACTUALLY.
So I was drawing this gorgeous piece of man candy, right. And I was cooling, doing my thang, and stuff. Normally when I draw, I have my speakers full blast and my iPod on shuffle so I can get in the zone. I’m sketching the outline of the whole picture and “Slob on my knob” by 3 6 Mafia comes on. You know, I’m coolin, vybzin and stuff, jamming. No big deal. I start drawing his eyes and “So Anxious” by Ginuwine starts playing. I’m smiling, cause ya know, I think he’s hott, and it’s a sex song. So, I’m like “Oh iPod! So silly!”
I continue drawing, and “Inside pt 2” By Trey Songs comes on. I’m here, getting aroused and shit cause I have to look at his picture to actually draw my own, right. So, I’m here like “Chill, iPod. I mean, I wanna bone too, but fuck.” I started drawing his lips and neck and whatever.
“Role Play” by Trey’s the next song. I’m like “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE, OKAY. SHIT IPOD, IF YOU WANNA TORTURE ME, JUST FUCKING DO IT OKAY.” By the time i start doing his ears and neck and hoodie or whatever “What you need” by The Weeknd comes on. By the end of the song, I’m basically done.
I’m convinced my iPod is somehow linked to my hormones in some twisted kinda way, cause let me tell you, I was s00per mojada when I was done with this fucking picture. So yeah. That’s the story of how I became aroused from drawing.