over the last few days ive locked myself away just been painting, working on my art-grunge-dress (for the teenage fashion awards) and researching for my art assignments.
my brain is back to work mode and i think its slowly getting more and more in-tune with it all.
[ive felt so brain fucked for months]
i have happy news: mykal
the chimps in my brain are already flinging thoughts around my skull. [opposed to flinging poop]
you would buy our clothes and accessories, right?
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Do you believe in always,the wind
said to the rain
I am too busy with
my flowers to believe,the rain answered
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You're standing in my doorway seven cities ago, The days are racing, but you come back too slow. You're the finest thing I've ever done. The hurricane I can't outrun. I could wait around for the dust to still, But I don't believe it ever will.
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