mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is. I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
it is like a Friday
goal for school break: end each evening with fire
important things—fire, food, sunsetting, stars, pup who keeps running off to chase the Bambis that tease her.
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