art is that tiny twist in your soul, angles shift, that slightly off firing of synapses and the smallest constriction in your chest, related to the feeling of sudden comprehension of a chemistry problem, of elation while standing on the top of a hill breathing in, of recognition (,) of meaning.
I collect (truths, beauty, funnies) in my likes. Also Tegan&Sara. Lots and lots. And maybe someday will post. SoMEthiNg.
probably. too narcissistic to resist.
too obsessed with keeping keepsakes.
also: where did these followers come from...?
probably. too narcissistic to resist.
too obsessed with keeping keepsakes.
also: where did these followers come from...?
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