there's a chair in my head where i used to sit...
work too much. leaves too little time to make stuff.
rather be back in that chair.
ups and downs all the time.
no white clouds in my blue sky. just snow.
demand the impossible.
apparently i am wicked conspicuous. who knew.
tact is just not saying true stuff. i'll pass.
a doodle i do doodle you too you do doodle too.
my she is cheeky, isn't she.
sometimes the truth is worse. you live long enough, you find that out.
and apparently i've also given up capitol letters. but spelling counts.
not everyone owns a painting, but everyone gets up in the morning and says what the hell am i gonna wear?
Devious Journal Entry
(No one was formerly informed, so...)
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What do you mean by "Good to locked up"?
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My memory's not as sharp as it used to be. Also, my memory's not as sharp as it used to be.
"Art is the most intense form of individualism that man has ever known." Oscar Wilde
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В душе моей угасла не совсем.
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All my abstract paintings and art
Thanks
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Nuff said.
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{Life is nothing but a rocksong}
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*[If you need stock. Use mine. Please. If you don't want mine, use it anyway.]*
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People's opinions are just that, opinions, make sure your opinion is the one you take the most heed of.
The Faerin would like to thank the You for the favourite on 'Boys Are Gross'. 'Tis much appreciated, and we would give you a cookie, but unfortunately, we are veyr selfish, and the cookie doesn't seem to want to go through the screen.
In any case, penguins are not to be trusted, and this message will self destruc-
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Please ignore previous pointless drivel.
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