Monday, October 27, 2008
Omit
After dragging them metal shears for hours on end, and endless papercuts and paint-stained nails- I suddenly felt that although I was proud of co-authoring THE most fucked up pieces of art in Hess Village, I’d rather people not know what I’ve done. I’d rather stand back and have people wonder ‘what kind of deranged fucks did this?’
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