*drops mic*
Find me soon at http://mahfaminthemorning.wordpress.com/
Lotsa old posts to read here, in case you want to browse my brain in the meantime. Feel free. (Feel free!) Thank you. I love you.
I am entering a phase of cultivation, symbolized by putting down the clippers for as long as I can. Watch as my hair and I grow.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Friday, August 3, 2012
Day 548.
I am thisclose to shaving my head, getting a new tattoo, and shutting this thing down all random like before planning for a new way to publish my brainbarf online.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Day 546.
A monster lives in the folds of the curtain that is drawn between the real and the imaginary. A monster is more often than not, misunderstood. A monster is wounded in ways you couldn't possibly imagine.
A monster has parents. A monster eats and a monster shits, and a monster probably laughs and cries. A monster wants things, like lemon bars and hugs, and maybe romance and family, too.
A monster has parents. A monster eats and a monster shits, and a monster probably laughs and cries. A monster wants things, like lemon bars and hugs, and maybe romance and family, too.
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