Pixel Art Pictures 소설 & 이야기

I was not the prettiest girl in my town or some skinny model, but I understood art when I saw it. I knew how to click my own pictures, so I posed in front of the mirror. My full lips stretched in a bright, charming smile. I maintained that pose and clicked a picture with my phone. I loved the blue in my eyes. But still, I loved it more when I make photos and paintings with no colors. Just black and white, which was strange considering the fact I usually worked with colors. Maybe, I had to just admit that I looked nice when I smiled.

I warmly smiled at him and turned to leave, switching out of his office and mean-mugging that bitch of a receptionist on the way out. “What’s going on, girl?” Brianna asked from my passenger seat, waiting patiently like a ride or die in case shit popped off. I completely ignored her and opened the hatch on the back of the Jeep. I pulled out a fresh can of spray paint and my old softball bat and sauntered towards his gleaming BMW while I hummed a cheerful tune. I giggled while I painted ‘Micro Penis’ in bold red capitalized letters on the side of Elijah’s BMW. The funny part about this was that it wasn’t true. I could tell Elijah was packing some serious heat, even flaccid, but the passerbyer