Scars and Hearts or maybe Hearts and Scars

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you can take the girl out of the city and smack the city out of the girl, for sure

Wow. Life is something special, I can tell you that with confidence. I took today as my own after my tooth was filled in with its toxic rubber mess. Then I walked down to my coffee shop and proceeded down… Continue Reading →

May creamed me but June won’t get a chance

I am running at the mouth, no I mean at the fingers. I am all disclosure no filter. What a stupid stupid way to be. Yeah…I wrote before about how these kinds of means of communication are sometimes misunderstood by… Continue Reading →

I am so proud of me, and you would be too

Oh my. I guess I needed to have Memorial Day weekend be the transition into my new life. I walked up to the bank and then backwards to go see my mother get her hair done on Gaylord Street just… Continue Reading →

free actually just means cheap here

Well there we go. I followed a whim, a whimsical kind of whim, and decided to register for two classes today. Well, not two classes exactly, but a workshop, or rather a series of workshops and then a series of… Continue Reading →

perspective is a welcome thing when you lose it

So I am pretty sure I lost my mind there for a few days because I was swimming, err drowning in my own solitude, feeling ignored by literally everyone around me for the most part. Family, east coast friends, well,… Continue Reading →

hi!-atus

This whole site has no point to it if nobody is actually even looking at the product, which nobody really seems to ever do. I have made $7.20 from the sale of two shirts towards the scholarship and have decided… Continue Reading →

ba-lloons, hot air ba-lloons

What a weird word balloons is, no? I am up and it is 4:30 after going to bed at 1:30. There is a hot air balloon festival here today I am going to, and I am actually kind of happy… Continue Reading →

for those who forgot that they dream

6/22/2000 verifiable                                                 in undeniable terms to treachered in moon’s silver cuticle these, they doubt, yet they know not, very little to doubt to murder in hope’s fire to doubt and in fairy dust slip it’s gone in doubting show effacing… Continue Reading →

Wedness-day before the end of the world

Oh funny…these May 21st people are really just funny. I am not even sure where the paranoia comes in but I haven’t taken any time to go peruse the theories about why it’s supposed to be this Saturday, but I… Continue Reading →

pretty sure we’ll call this the summer of no more

This goes with exception to today’s debacle, which in its entirety blew from start to finish. And I swear to god, or to my dustbuster, that this is seriously the common denominator between me being able to continue on in… Continue Reading →

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