sculpture class = ridiculous as usual.
science classes = kicking my butt.
inspiration abounds.
macaroni and cheese is the bomb diggety.
I can feel the breath of the end of the semester. this month flewwww.
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On Voice And ConversationWhere does your voice go when you close your mouth? Is it caught in the curves of my ear? Is it hiding beneath my hair? Next to my skin, warm with my blood? Does it slip round in my hed and hit my nerves? When I lie down, does it move? Do I leave it on my pillow when I get up in the morning? Saving it for tomorrow night's dreams. Can you blow it away from my face, Like pulling the seeds of a dandelion? Do you watch it float away?On Voice And Conversation
Where does your voice go when you close your mouth? Does it rattle around in your body? Does it whisper through your blood and your
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Music is the only thing that makes sense anymore....play it loud enough and it keeps the demons at bay.
There's even a Yoda?
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leaving you to wonder
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mhm..
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"The most wasted of all days is one without laughter" -E.E.Cummings
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`alyn "I'm adjacently collaborative with the amative shanks of elbowage"
~Pinkcatt on religion "I say, the books are all there, pick whichever one you want and keep the noise down in the Library, I'm trying to sleep"
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