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20160519_165337.jpg Sorry it's sideways! D: Also, they darkened the wrinkles a little while later, so they aren't as prominent here as they were. I've finally fulfilled my dream of being ...

Some more pictures! [/img] I arranged some flowers into a sweet vase. The art project I'm working on I put a bunch of these photos&poems into a book that I ...

I HATE SLOW PEOPLE IN THE HALLWAY THAT TAKE UP LIKE, THE ENTIRE WIDTH BECAUSE THEY'RE WALKING WITH LIKE FIVE PEOPLE AND INSTEAD OF POLITELY WALKING IN A GROUP THEY ...

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17 The first true words ever spoken were not shouted from a mountaintop. They did not rumble the Earth nor did they define a discourse on philosophy. They were whispered, ...

Peter Nimble and his fantastic eyes is a published book that is 100% about thievery with several characters named after thieving tactics. It is a fantastic book too. It's a ...

16 there are no streetlamps on the drive home and the rain seems feeble as it speckles my windshield. spring has sprung (with the forsythias all bright-eyed), but it has ...

My hair and stage makeup for our spring play: Victory rolls for the win. And then after I take my hair down, it looks like this: boing!

that looks awesome

I guess I'll go with this one: 10

15 her name is beauty, and she never listened to a single thing you said. taken to the low lights where the crawlers hide their dark faces, she had you ...

14 sadness encroaching like the spiders in the rain barrel that you left empty on tuesday morning. you wore me down and wore me around like a new face prime ...

13 panic heartthrob in my septum, at the base, a puppeteer of diaphragms and atriums. jittering fingers and eyes rolling, panic. sheer panic. the buzz of a television while I ...

12 tell me the lie that took it all out of your hands and dribbled your new life onto the countertops along with the topsoil of another day’s harvest. lookie ...

11 She tied your thoughts around her finger to save for later while on she went to dream & still her dreams are endless, endless, endless....