A Little Background on Demons
My sedentary lifestyle asserts itself with more than a little snarkiness when I note that any movement, as in, any walk down the road, is inevitably accompanied by horrific smells, mysterious graveyards, and, for some reason, sentimental tears. That being said, I can think of more than a few people who ought to join me (not including my reflection
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This is a feeling I understand all too well.
I actually cought the reflection of my face in my bedroom mirror the other day and nearly jumped out of my skin... there was someone standing behind me... some redhead, who the hell was she? Why was she in my house? ...she was gone when I turned around... alas, the days careful carefree days of our youth.
There's no such thing as too old fashioned for photo corners... I for one LOVE photo corners... use them for all kinds of strange and wonderful things beside photo albums and scrapbooking.
If you're still in New York I know they can be found at Catskill Art and Office... either in Woodstock or Kingston. I've also gotten them at the hardware store in New Paltz and at Office Depot.
Hugs and Kisses always!
-s.
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unwanted company is perhaps the best many can hope for, myself included. Staring in the mirror: I could've sworn my face was thinner...is my hair too large or not large enough?...what a strange place for a pimple...no, I'm skinnier than that..they're not thunder thighs, its muscle....
etc. ad nauseum
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no phone. snowstorm.
no answers. love!
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