been lyrically dry lately. i am actually content. i don't like that. content equals complacency. i am not in love. i am not in hate. i am not extremely excited about something. i am not scared of anything. i am not wanting to kick someone's ass. and i can't write about something i know nothing about. i am not worried. at least not too much. i shall take this period to paint...
this just in:

bubbles??? too cute for words?? someone must have listened to my outgoing message at home!
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