I went to a gay foam party here in Denver. A sort of Kick-off to Pride for adults.
In the sea of soapy bubbles and foam, obscured yet present, I got to express a childlikeness within me I haven't in a long time. It felt very good. Also I don't think there's any other environment where bi girls / fag hags or whatever they're called would just grab my weiner and lead me around the bubbles :I That was uhh.. kinda weird. But neat.
Artists Leaving Inkbunny:
Don't care B)
I run a program to back up the art of my +watched artists every week to local hard drives. BD
6 years, 2 months ago
16 Jun 2012 12:09 CEST