My Office Chairday before yesterday:My Office Chair
the flimsy faux black leather beneath
bitter as the edge of my heel snagged it's cheap stitch as I placed my foot beneath my ass for cushion
chair: "hey, watch it, bitch!"
eden: "excuse me but don't forgive me ...your budgeted build conforms too easily. can't you tell my ass pangs to greet your residually under-filled canvas each day"
yesterday:
i removed my shoes and kissed my left heel firmly onto it's rounded yet square flat surface.
chair: "your foot stinks"
eden: "atleast i'm not needling you with my almost still
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Entrance to the Soul
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My Art Account:=intano
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photography steals part of one's soul
I'm souls collector
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hams Mom, who would wear a yam?!?!?
that's right pineapple, you too sweet to spell!
*Iardacil
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams...
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"I close my eyes....
.....because I want to see."
Paul Gauguin
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*My Brain Hurts*
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