wanting to fuck on the business men in London

- reflecting on my time and fantasies in London

This text is long due, you saw me tease it on my instgaram story and such. However, I wanted to have the art to accompany it so here you go:

Polished shoes, weird backpacks that were marketed to them as perfect for the tube. They are everything I will never be. Tall, masculine and high-earners. The contrast is almost laughable. I cannot help but image their penis dangling out of their fly. Or their breathing faltering when I suckle on them.…