

BreakthroughAnd each day she wept a little more, revealing that there was not even a flicker of her former self. She was made new, but for what purpose? Only time knew and it wasn’t telling its secrets.Breakthrough
The heavens sang to her, but now like screeching seagulls fighting over scraps of food, rather than the harmonious tinkling of bells she had heard long before.
Her heart flooded with emotions, each one more passionate and sorrowful than the last. Her hair hung against her face:
matted, dirty, frayed… It mirrored her soul.
She knew in the end her diligence would be rewarded, but in what way and how long would it take? She
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rebelling against meaningful art since 1992
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We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.
--Ray Bradbury
how's it going?
much thanx for the watch!
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"There are two kinds of people in this world that go around beardlessboys and womenand I am neither one."
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saucesome.
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love, tim
You might have noticed, I made a whole bunch of favs of your stuff, and hope I didn't scare you away. Your little people drawings are cute in how simple each message is presented, and the look is very defined and sure. Dark, even lines are very calming.
I enjoyed looking through your stuff; keep on drawing!
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--Kristine (Ze ebil Banana)
Happyness is like peeing in your pants- everyone can see it, but only you can feel the warmth
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bernie
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