Ella Epuni Whore ❤️

About Wellington

I’m an animation artist, yeah, so I’m picturin her—long legs, smoky eyes, hair flowin like some dark galaxy. She’s dancin in my head, all slow-mo, while Earth’s gettin fucked by Melancholia, that big-ass planet. “This is the end,” she’d whisper, like in the movie, all calm but screamin inside. Whoa. I’d animate her with ink splashes, red lips bleedin into black voids—fuckin poetic, right?

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After that, I head back to the paddock. The sheep are still munchin’, but now they’re lookin’ at me like, “Where ya been?” I swear they have attitudes. I’m like, “Sorry, guys, had a day in the city.”

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