i dont even have time to email SEAN anymore...no one! lol....NO TIME! AHHHHHHHHHH!
LOL
well yea....no school...so i must sit around in the cold icy day until Sean calls and says...im comin over to cuddle wissssssssh you. lol....
bye!


The Hands of an ArtistSoft and pale hands caressing the bleach white paper as if it were a human’s figure.The Hands of an Artist
Slicing through the thickness and mounting the collage a lover’s lips in the center.
Slowly rubbing the soft paint in with an already used Q-tip, the calm and steady strokes of an ore.
A few rips and tears, some marker outside the lines, and the heart of a jaguar.
Creating for the sake of creation.
5-11-04
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Learning life's lessons is cheating.
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Carpe Diem,
Tomorrow you might not live for the chance
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i doubt if he was alive today and ur father. he would think good of it.
god, i just wanna cut. grrr. im sick of hurting
I WANT U TO STOP TXT'in ME TRYING TO FIX IT, AND WHEN THINGS ARE GOOD. U TURN AROUND AND SAY SHIT LIKE U DIDNT SAY THINGS...
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Learning life's lessons is cheating.
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