August 2011
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Aug 29th
May 2011
3 posts
May 6th
May 4th
You crawled inside my head and spun me around. Now you want back in. Sorry but I”m not playing your game anymore. Leave me alone. You don’t have a place in my world anymore. DOn’t try and tip my balance cause I’ve carefully crafted my world. I opened the door yes, but this time I”m kicking you to the curb. Pushing you out of the car, leaving you on the street...
May 3rd
April 2011
11 posts
Yay we are going to the Japanese market for some comfort food. No I am not Asian; I just grew up in California. Lolz.
Apr 27th
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Apr 22nd
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ListenTHIs is the much talked about “so...
Apr 21st
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Apr 11th
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At the end of the day everything we see,do, hear,smell,experience shapes who we are and the choices we make. This starts from the day we are born till the day we die plain and simple. You can and will spend your entire lifetime chasing after your full potential, just like you can chase perfection your entire life. It’s waht you do with your life, how you do it, who you love, how you care for...
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March 2011
20 posts
“As a society, we encourage girls and women to be emotionally accessible, and in...”
Mar 27th
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Mar 26th
Mar 16th
“i came here to drink milk, and kick ass … and i’ve just finished my milk.”
– maurice moss. 
Mar 13th
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Mar 13th
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Mar 13th
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Mar 11th
Mar 11th
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Mar 8th
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Mar 6th
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Mar 4th
Staring out the window. Sound of train on tracks. I let you throw me to the bus. Crush my heart in your hand. So you could get the pigment to finish your painting. Crawling away from my own bleeding mess. Should have known better but the watercolor makes the view blur and blend. Caught in a net of my own destruction. Taking my knife not to skin but to my bonds. I forgive my self because I...
Mar 2nd
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Mar 2nd
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Mar 2nd
Staring out the window. Sound of train on tracks. I let you throw me to the bus. Crush my heart in your hand to get the pigment to finish your painting. Crawling away from my own bleeding mess. Should have known better but the watercolor makes the view blur and blend. (in progress)
Mar 1st
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Mar 1st
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Mar 1st
February 2011
18 posts
Feb 28th
Dropped off my Mac book for repairs. Already going through withdraw. Crap I forgot to back it up.
Feb 28th
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Feb 14th
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“Do you ever feel like you walk in a room, and you don’t know why, but...”
Feb 14th
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Feb 13th
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Feb 8th
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Feb 6th
Tired. Going home from my art show. I sold a piece tonight. I am worn out 2 mile walk to and from the gallery. Lots of art ideas in my head tonight but I am so emotionally and physically drained. Good night tumblr I need to crash.
Feb 5th