PurpleMonkeyPimp

You: hiiiii Stranger: Your late dear Stranger: sit down and take out a knife You: whyyy? Stranger: we are going to start the class Stranger: today is dicection Stranger: we have our male specimen Stranger: would you like to make the first incision? You: nothanksss. You: why not you? Stranger: Fine then dear Stranger: but please if you feel quesy then turn to the right never the left Stranger: *makes first incision straight down the chest running from the chin to the ball sack* You: hmm. im curious as to why you call me dear, and dont feel intimidated, ive been doing this for years You: *pulls out intestines* Stranger: Be a dear

Today we talked. I mean, a nice simple conversation. I never thought it would be this awkward. Ever since that kiss, things haven't been the same since. I mean, I dont regret kissing him, but i regret the drama that came with it. What the hell was i thinking? I mean, he just broke up with his girlfriend. He kind of force me into it too. But, i mean, it was my choice. My choice to kiss him, my choice to continue kissing him. I just wanted to get that over with. A first kiss is vital and important to a girls life. He knew. He knew that i had never had a legitimate kiss. He knew i was innocent and untouched. Yet, he still went for me

So, I'm Julianna. I'm new to deviant art, but that won't stop me from making one. I have a best friend who's really into art. I love to write and take pictures mostly. I can't draw, or paint or make an award winning sculpture, but I can do what I love. I am a diabetic, I love spinach, and yes I go through hard times in my life. Just remember, I'm not just a profile page, get to know me, and look at my stuff. peace out girl (boy) scout.