

Minor Surgery: Oh. I Died.A bed should not be this soft Because I’m going to sleep forever Oh What a soft blanket Mmm And blue, also What a nice color What a nice sleepMinor Surgery: Oh. I Died.
But
Why am I asleep?
It’s Thursday, right? Right. I should be at school Oh But sleep is better Dozy dozy sleep
But
Oh There is something in my mouth Ick ick Get it out please I pick it out Oh Wait That’s my mouth That’s my tongue Oh god Oh god This is my mouth And I can’t feel it They cut ou


Glass FingernailsI wish my fingernails were made of glass It would be a little secret, a crystal lieGlass Fingernails
That lies in my cuticles (I should have died then and there)
You see, it would be a little hush-hush cosmetology Clear, of course, with no tell tale white line But would people really notice the color of hands? I don’t thinks so, I hope not, please no
With my fingernails made of heated sand curled Chihuly Adorn the Metropolitan Opera with my hands Add electricity and make a chandelier Rip them from my digits and look through new windows
But besides my covert cuticles,


We Hitchhike to the TheaterSo this bus is late again Again, again and always again Our arrival delayed by fate Schedule sweetly forgotten (We said we’d leaveWe Hitchhike to the Theater
by 5:20 and it’s now 6:04 The bus is nowhere in sight You are warmth in the darkness) Metal angels scream by Each one carrying a saint or demon Never can tell, never can tell But all I can tell
Is that it’s cold and late And Satan or not We’re very delayed And so- Why don’t we hitchhike? I don’t know.  
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Something.
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without the salmon of a doubt.
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~here when i get the urge~
I am indeed the "self same girl" from kendo.
I could do commissions I guess, but usually I like art trades and requests. I have other ways of earning money.
Why, do you want a piictuuuuuuureee?
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