feeling frilly.

untitled random sketchbook tear, for some project that i never finished, ages ago.
as usual steal it and i will cut you.
some of them came out okay.
i took these pictures. they are mine. i am not particularly pleased with them or proud of them for that matter. they are the best of a 36 exposure film. but nonetheless. steal them and i will cut you.
basic bitch
there just aren't any words to say other than that i'm embarrassingly obsessed with this track.
i want to drink you up.
keep seeing this burnt orange colour on all the chicks and in all the shops.
personally i don't rate it. i like to drink my orange not wear it.
but seems fine.
'i'm a pretty big colour right now if you hadn't noticed' pencil on paper.
eyes wide. shut.
i got some bins finally. and i can mother fucking see stuff. it's incredible. i've been missing out on some good things. like detail, facial expressions and everyday life for a long time.
quite a lot of mad things have happened to me recently.
and it's made me quiet. i'm mostly sorry at myself for that.
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