If I was given the (high-paying) job of thinking of another name for April, it would be synonymous of a time when: my name became Pookie. i roamed my future aimlessly. i seriously considered cosmetology school. i avoided honest mirrors. i marched to zion at least twice a day. i never texted back, flakier than a box of Kellogg's. home became a bottomless piggy...
is progress' strongest opponent. (this is still my home screen. changing it either means giving up on one of the few things i ever wanted so bad or letting down this idea that there is one plan, one path.) whatever you do: keep your floors bear so you have no rugs for sweeping things under. ...
is AWESOME. he's just an artist trying to make it like the rest of us: check him out! is AWESOME. he's just an artist trying to make it like the rest of us: check him out! ...
