17 Jul 2013
“The Artist”
I am an artist. I paint with light through lenses. I prefer to be the subject, but even behind the camera, you’ll always know I’m there. I wouldn’t have it any other way. When you look at me, you can feel me staring back at you.
I’m not thinking; I’m doing. It’s not a pose, it’s a moment. And you’d better keep up, because it won’t come again. I find things that interest me and I steal them for later. I blend things together with purpose. I’m always telling you something.
When the lights are off and I’m alone, I am comforted by the darkness, the flickering faces on my TV screen. Burton, classic horror; anything dark and dangerous. The more gothic the better.
I am Frankie V.
I can’t believe this shit. When everyone’s a fucking artist, then no one is. Bad air. Bad air! Ohhhhh, the gravity. $29.99
If you want me to answer your emails about STD testing services and condoms, then play nice or GTFO.
Yes sir… sorry sir.
Frankie is one of the most creative young men I’ve run across in a while. I had the pleasure of talking to him recently – you’re all in for a treat.
He’s got a really nice ass too. And I mean… the cock is damn.
You roused an angry herb Slot!
I know! I love everyone… I’m so easy to get along with… I have no idea what the problem is. xoxo. Personally I think Frankie was bitter because he lost a bet to me, and now he has to quit killing himself. Oh well.
Also, I love Cilantro. I love everyone really. Slotpocket is love. Love my slotpocket. So answer my questions… I’m trying to do something good for the children.