big deals:1987

character builders.........

secret favorite song of 2000

dry humping my pillow to death to this. The Cell (psuedo snow globe) meets door knockers. gimmie.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J8vGGWn2AmE

more of this

resurrecting the dead: finally paying attention to and maintaining my etsy shop. not so fast! took high rezzzzzz photos that etsy can't handle and i don't know how to make them budget rezzzzzz so i guess i have to shoot them over? anywho, ENAMORED with over sized wizard hoods. trying to make my own pattern so i can attach one to...everything. i wanna loose my face to the abyss.

i wanna kick my own ass for liking this DRUG RUG PONCHO. catch me at the next Pocahaunted show with my pencil mustached pencil dick boyfriend who's in a REAL CRAZY band that summons to mind any and all imagery you'd find on a carnival coke mirror. we're gonna have baby unicorns. and he's really encouraging of my new PRISMAL LABIA AND THE CRYSTALLINE PRICKS project.

maybe ponchos just rule?

happy happy birthday!

IN REVERSE ORDER.

freedom

(0:43)

"Affliction is the good man's shining scene; Prosperity conceals his brightest ray; As night to stars, woe lustre gives to man."

so here i am. and i'm here, burning like the sun, ready to acknowledge hurt and do something about it. hoping that "doing something about it" doesn't mean discounting pain as trivial (not REAL PROBLEMS). it's bad enough when others are uncomfortable with your emotions, even worse when you are.

happy birthday!

"there is no room for cheap regret"

the definitive line, "the time", the transition summed up so sharply.

crippling tears that give rise to clear heads, welcome.

now what to do?