mind. thoughts. think.
so. i need to start painting again. because it will make me feel better. much much better. and i need to feel better. much much better. plus i had originally made this thing to post my painting and drawing stuff on but. yeah…. oh.
so i need to draw more things. with hinges for mouths. and thousands of teeth. and pupil-less eyes all to the theme of ‘love, love will tear us apart again’.
also, once upon a time i wrote a story about a man who woke up one day vomiting up his thoughts and memories in a long line of never ending tape. the memories written out in perfect type on the tape. he lost his job his friends his life because the tape would not stop spewing out of his throat. and finally the tape just started saying the same thing over and over and over and over. but what was it….
i want to get back to that.