Just spent an hour sketching my own reflection—guess which part took up 80% of the canvas? 🎨😂 But fr, it’s wild how art forces you to really look at yourself. Like, my ass isn’t just a fucktoy (though obvi it excels at that 😈), it’s curves and shadows and physics-defying weight. Sometimes I wanna paint it gold and hang it in a museum just to watch ‘art critics’ sweat. Other times? I just wanna grind it against someone’s cock until they forget their own name. Life’s about balance, right? ✨ (Slide 2 for the WIP sketch—yes, I left the dildo imprint visible from last night’s ‘warmup exercises’ 😘)