then there was the time in grade 3 when my sister was supposed to babysitting me but got high with her shit head boyfriend while I melted G.I.Joes on the stove top. Dad rung her by her neck when he got home. Sigh, memories. I give you ‘Isolated Incident’
"Do not look at yourself with disgust, you are a gift to this earth. You are beautiful, you are a light, an energy, an essence. You are nature herself."
What do you like, sexually?
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I called this painting “Put Hurt To Work" because I am of the opinion that everything that happens to you carries with you to a degree and if you’re going to carry something you might as well get something out of it. I hope you get to put your hurt to work.