| A thousand lips a thousand tongues A thousand throats a thousand lungs A thousand ways to make it true I want to do terrible things to you |
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| This is that which is mine. My life. My heart. I'm a vessel for my thoughts. The entry plug. The throne of the soul. Who is this? This is me. Who am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? I am I. This object that is, is myself. That which forms is me. This is the self that can be seen and yet this in not like that which is myself. Strange feeling. My body feels as if it is melting. I can no longer see myself: my form, my shape, it fades from view. Awareness dawns of someone who is not me. "Who am I? What am I? I am I. This object that is myself, that which forms what is me. This is the self that can be seen and yet it is not like that which is myself." |
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- Current Residence: Surrey B.C.
- Interests: I LIKE NIN, THE CLASH, BEER FRIENDS AND ALL THOSE GOOD THINGS
- Favourite movie: Rocky Horror
- Favourite band or musician: right now? DEVO or BLACK FLAG
- Favourite artist: dali
- Favourite style of art: Crazy
- Favourite game: Katamari and Mario
- Personal Quote: Your just a copy of an imatation
- Tools of the Trade: Prisma colors pencils paints and random clippings
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"Being born is like being kidnapped. And then sold into slavery." - Andy Warhol
Surrey represent haha
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(Also, I just noticed that you dig Katamari Damacy... Awesome!
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We didn't give it a mouth so it cannot complain.
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Hello, i love you will you tell me your name?
Hello, i'm good for nothing -
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Love for Desert + Love for Sushi = DesertSushi
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"And he pushed them
And they flew"
Thanks for adding the favorite
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