Either way, here I am.
My work as of late has been in excess of 4' by 4' feet thus a traditional scanner doesn't really work and disposable cameras suck so I will wait to share.
That is all.


ShadesThe entrance of a shade or just a temperature variance was enough to trigger the senses into seeing something, or at least saying that something had been seen. It was obvious that assuming to be the only one there was the right answer, but do we know better? At what point is it OK to admit that the skin surface over your spine just went spastic and made it hard for you to stand, let alone flee in terror from whatever it is that isnt there. What if that feeling left your spine, and trailed like a pleasing gesture down your side, dragging like a finger, or even worse, pulls back and punches you in the stomach, driving you to yoShades


Nocturnal Rest ForeplayWindow cracks, paint peeling spider webs, coat the ceiling rusty pipes and wired fixtures holes in walls, just covered by pictures ceiling fan lacking a blade wallpaper stained, and the bugs on parade carpet is torn, floorboards are warped and wet broken glass everywhere from a smashed TV set people sleeping everywhere, but the bed but I'm awake with white noise in my head I gaze into a mirror thats darkened with age and cracked and still I feel that I wouldn't take any of it back It's pointless to admit your wrong, when you know you were right and that alone helpsNocturnal Rest Foreplay
And it's all your fault for my rediscovering deviantART. (sigh) All that repression out the window...Again, (sigh).
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Let's conspire to ignite all the souls that would die just to feel alive.
I could always stab someone for you, i f you like. It would make me feel useful.
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Let's conspire to ignite all the souls that would die just to feel alive.
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Let's conspire to ignite all the souls that would die just to feel alive.
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Let's conspire to ignite all the souls that would die just to feel alive.
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