that's what I call entertainment.

and all of a sudden he doesn't know how much of it is his demisexuality and how much is how much he cares about her, but other girls mean nothing to him. he could have asses hanging out right in front of him, gorgeous girls all around and all he'll notice is bits and pieces. "nice hair" "like her makeup". none of it means anything because it isn't her. attractive people are just visually appealing, he has no actual attraction to them. no matter how week he knows them, whatever emotional attachment he has, all he notices is everything she is. walking down the street he sees things through two sets of eyes, things he finds aesthetically appealing, and thing he thinks she'll enjoy. somehow that makes life just so much easier, at the same time it makes him try to put effort into his own appearance more often.. his craft has been tested yet again, after months off from the gore it's a little difficult to get back into, but the amount of pictures let him know he can still pull it off. in the coming October he'll be trying his best to amp up the quality of his styles. somehow he'll figure out how to get to a place he can start makeup school and get the certification to do what he loves for a living. plus odd enough hours that derby might not be too much of an issue.  <3 <3