thegirlwhoownstheworld asked: DRAWING CHALLENGE: LONG WEEKEND LATE EEE. DRAW TWO PICTURES OF SOMETHING SEXY ON A MEDIUM YOU WOULDN'T NORMALLY USE FOR DRAWINGS. I.E. A PIECE OF PAPER FROM AN OLD BOOK, CARDBOARD, PHOTOCOPIES, WALLS, A LEAF ETC. MAKE TWO SEXY DRAWINGS ON TWO DIFFERENT BACKGROUNDS. IT MUST BE DRAWN ON THE THING. EEE GO INTO THE WORLD AND CONQUER!

OHHHHHH. SNAPS. THIS IS SORTA TUFFFF OMG SINCE I’M STILL REEVALUATING “”SEXY”” AS A CONCEPT/THING BUT I ACCEPT.

this week’s challenge with aly is to write/letter the name of a teenage crush and tell a story about them. it was so hard to choose! BUT ANYWAY garxa was what everyone called the girl i liked when i was around 12 or 13. she was in high school and a year older than me, so that was a big deal back then. she was classmates with my cousin and we rode the same bus service home and we sat next to each other in the back. she hardly ever talked to me, but she cracked some pretty hilarious jokes with other people on the bus. i developed a *srs (dreadful) crush* on her when my cousin invited me to help paint some scenery for their play and she was there and we painted trees on huge stretches of white cloth taped on their garage floor while everyone else was inside practicing their lines. what i remember the most was the ride home in the van and i was sitting inches away and she was telling everyone how she really got a kick out of mambo no.5 (HAHAHAHAHA WTF). so a week later i gave her a 60-minute cassette with just that song on repeat on both sides.  then there was a shitload (AND I MEAN SHITLOAD) of embarrassing things that happened afterwards (but don’t bear retelling right now, omg). but this is how i knew my crush on her had ended: one day a friend of mine (i totally forgot who, but i wish i could remember) gave me a folded, wilted piece of paper. inside was a long, rhyming poem garxa wrote for a girl we knew she was with at the time and had recently broken up with. apparently the girl tossed it on the washroom counter and my friend happened to pick it up.  and it was an awful poem. i cringed, shuddered, etc. what did i know, really, i was only thirteen and pretentious and also wrote a lot of bad poetry myself. but i guess it turned me off. i have the poem pasted in my journal pencilled with the word ‘CORNY’ and an arrow pointing at it. that was the second to the last thing i wrote about her. the last thing was about how we saw her on the school lawn during phys ed shouting at the general direction of her ex’s classroom, “sana hindi mo na lang ako minahal!”* so that’s that. __(*- i wish you never loved me.) 

this week’s challenge with aly is to write/letter the name of a teenage crush and tell a story about them. it was so hard to choose! BUT ANYWAY

garxa was what everyone called the girl i liked when i was around 12 or 13. she was in high school and a year older than me, so that was a big deal back then. she was classmates with my cousin and we rode the same bus service home and we sat next to each other in the back. she hardly ever talked to me, but she cracked some pretty hilarious jokes with other people on the bus.

i developed a *srs (dreadful) crush* on her when my cousin invited me to help paint some scenery for their play and she was there and we painted trees on huge stretches of white cloth taped on their garage floor while everyone else was inside practicing their lines. what i remember the most was the ride home in the van and i was sitting inches away and she was telling everyone how she really got a kick out of mambo no.5 (HAHAHAHAHA WTF). so a week later i gave her a 60-minute cassette with just that song on repeat on both sides. 

then there was a shitload (AND I MEAN SHITLOAD) of embarrassing things that happened afterwards (but don’t bear retelling right now, omg). but this is how i knew my crush on her had ended: one day a friend of mine (i totally forgot who, but i wish i could remember) gave me a folded, wilted piece of paper. inside was a long, rhyming poem garxa wrote for a girl we knew she was with at the time and had recently broken up with. apparently the girl tossed it on the washroom counter and my friend happened to pick it up. 

and it was an awful poem. i cringed, shuddered, etc. what did i know, really, i was only thirteen and pretentious and also wrote a lot of bad poetry myself. but i guess it turned me off. i have the poem pasted in my journal pencilled with the word ‘CORNY’ and an arrow pointing at it. that was the second to the last thing i wrote about her. the last thing was about how we saw her on the school lawn during phys ed shouting at the general direction of her ex’s classroom, “sana hindi mo na lang ako minahal!”*

so that’s that.

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(*- i wish you never loved me.) 

~=*(((Lazy Queer Summer Wish Fulfillment Lyfestyle)))*=~

~=*(((Lazy Queer Summer Wish Fulfillment Lyfestyle)))*=~

thegirlwhoownstheworld: This week’s drawing challenge with Keet/retch-a-sketch is a bit late. Mother’s day, etc.  We had to pick a song for each other, and draw an interpretation of it. The song Keet picked for me is Belinda Bye Bye by Barbie’s Cradle.  I interpreted it as basically a woman having an infatuation with another woman, but deciding not to act on it due to what she believes she wants in her life. Going with heteronormativity, instead of an unimaginable queer future.  BASICALLY. ALL THE YES-EZ. Belinda Bye Bye is one of my favourite songs everr and I luv how you depicted it!

thegirlwhoownstheworld:

This week’s drawing challenge with Keet/retch-a-sketch is a bit late. Mother’s day, etc. 

We had to pick a song for each other, and draw an interpretation of it. The song Keet picked for me is Belinda Bye Bye by Barbie’s Cradle. 

I interpreted it as basically a woman having an infatuation with another woman, but deciding not to act on it due to what she believes she wants in her life. Going with heteronormativity, instead of an unimaginable queer future. 

BASICALLY. ALL THE YES-EZ. Belinda Bye Bye is one of my favourite songs everr and I luv how you depicted it!

this week’s drawing challenge with aly/thegirlwhoownstheworld is to draw an interpretation of the song we pick for each other. aly picked out wicked games by the weeknd for me to draw. i read this as the sort of song one plays the dark for sexy noncommittal times. so some awkwardness may have ensued

this week’s drawing challenge with aly/thegirlwhoownstheworld is to draw an interpretation of the song we pick for each other. aly picked out wicked games by the weeknd for me to draw. i read this as the sort of song one plays the dark for sexy noncommittal times. so some awkwardness may have ensued

(Source: retch-a-sketch)

thegirlwhoownstheworld asked: My drawing totally sucked this week. ANYWAYS! This week's theme! Draw a picture inspired by a song THAT THE OTHER PERSON WILL GIVE YOU. You tell me a song to be inspired by, and I'll pick a song for you! Even if you hate my music, you will be forced to art out of it. Muahahah. YOUR SONG IS WICKED GAMES BY THE WEEKND

WOO! I’m listening to the song right now. Kinda tuff! But I accept yr challenge! Your song is BELINDA BYE BYE by BARBIE’S CRADLE. Link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DAly3Gv4C8g