

My Black Chipped NailsMy black chipped nails look at me inquisitively I cant give them answers today Thoughts are swimming with no avail Im so tired i cant seem to breathe in rhythmMy Black Chipped Nails
Many answers i thought i wanted yet knowing them makes me heavy I know i asked the question first But as soon as you opened your mouth I realised somethings are better left unsaid
So beautiful that we can be open maybe we should've waited til tomorrow The words dance and flutter out of reach til they're mearly mist in the rest of my mess
I hate feeling like things are being whispered &nbs
Begging

Spilt MilkAnd I can’t help but wonder what would’ve happened, had I not cleaned up the spilt milk I was crying over.Spilt Milk
It would’ve curdled and festered on this cheap linoleum floor, mixing with the dead skin and hair that falls from me, from the dog. I think I even dropped food down there, once or twice. That would have soured too. Becoming green with mould and those bacteria I learnt about at school, in my Food Technology class.
What would’ve happened if I did not mop the floor?
I would’ve decayed with the milk that I had been crying over, becoming more rotten each day.
A friend came over a week ago an
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"What the deuce are you staring at?
It's tuna fish... And nothing else!"
Stewie Griffin
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and may i just say.... your corn smells lovely!
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"What the deuce are you staring at?
It's tuna fish... And nothing else!"
Stewie Griffin
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and may i just say.... your corn smells lovely!
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"What the deuce are you staring at?
It's tuna fish... And nothing else!"
Stewie Griffin
now oh its a long time you can see my art its 1 month old I think.
Appreciate those comments of yours
-Diego
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Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
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and may i just say.... your corn smells lovely!
thanks for the kind comment though
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Portfolio - www.tomhargreaves.com
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and may i just say.... your corn smells lovely!
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