March 2012
38 posts
I keep finding myself at the end of my proverbial rope, what seems like eternally. I’m finding myself at the end of what seemed like the golden age of many friendships. It seems we don’t have the same sort of time for each other or at least don’t care to. We just keep growing older, or up, or along, or apart, or any other which way, just as we should I suppose.
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see you @ the end
the friemily presents:
Art-A-Whirl 2012
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Art at the End
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see you @ the end
after all, we are only human, we love to enforce our beliefs with the eons
of faith, war, love and hate that exist in the wake of history’s quietly echoing timeline. it is the only empirical data we have with...
