like someone dug a hole, dropped me in it and now they're tossing dirt on top.
i'm getting claustrophobic in here and i'm ready to flip out on some innocent person who doesn't realize that i'm a force to be reckoned with at this point.
maybe not, maybe i can control myself and just be numb.
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its really pink the wata or you pain it???
skateboard blessed...
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Faiah bon dem...
I use(d) a broken cd, a butcher's knife for one of them, and a blade given to me by my grand-father.
yes, I know that it can become an addiction, I'd like to think that I haven't gotten to that point, and never will. I hope things are better for you. Take care.
<eury>
for only one reason.
i have a thing for taking pictures of old barns that are falling apart.
i have no idea where this fasination came from, but i got it bad.
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Art is the highest task and proper metaphysical activity of this life.- Nietzsche.
*nebelkriegerin
My Prints: [link]
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Arts Institute
i think i need to add a better description with them from now on though.
this site seems o.k., i thought i'd be way out of my league putting stuff on here cuz there's a lot of people with actual talent and experience on here, but so far it seems pretty open.
something i put on here might just seem ridiculous to one person and somebody else might understand.
if you ever might want to understand, try thinking of this:
if you've ever felt like breaking a giant glass vase full of roses, somewhere in side seeing it on the ground smashed into a thousand messy little pieces would be ever so satisfying.
"my own blood" is like a puddle of water and broken glass everywhere.
well, i like it and if you like it, cool, if you don't, cool
it's like frank said about rocky when janet wasn't impressed
"I DIDN'T MAKE HIM FOR YOU"
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