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It is times like these that I have a renewed sense of humanity.
Absolutely incredible. How many ways can I say it, other than that? Cello's Avatar got me to this thread, and I still have a lump in my throat from seeing your work. Good lump, like when you see the person you love from a long distance, and you want to tell them how beautiful they are, but they aren't close enough to hear anyway, and it doesn't matter because there aren't any words to describe it.
I am tempted to find a photo that you could draw. I always wanted a B&W pencil sketch of my buddies and I. I have seen work done like that, and it is my favorite medium for portraits.
I have an impossible self-critical image. My uniform is wrinkled in some photos, my beret is kind of goofy in another. My face looks like I weigh a thousand pounds at that angle, that photo I look like a sun-fucked onion.
What does it say about me when almost half of the photos taken I am shit-faced drunk?
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Hey, if you are impressed with my memorizing pi to 10 digits, you should see the size of my penis.
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