At some point you get really sick of constantly mopping up the mess you made of yourself.
posted by ~Kate~ at 6:42 PM
Movement in Still Life
Basicly this is a forum for my random, methodical and situational musings and thoughts to become tangable in word form, yo.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
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- Name: ~Kate~
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I'm just a Canadian gal trying to make sense of all the symbols and images that pass through the electric pulses and vibrating atoms in my swirling, seething brain
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