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22 November 2011


Woke up to Debussy & went out for a trot.
It's sad to see my body in the conditions I've allowed it to reach.

I have charcoal all over me.

Sleepovers seem to fill my upcoming days with returning hugs and giggles, ooo!

Quality prints, and a curled up Bichon on my bed keep me happy.
Among many other sweet friends and melodies like such:

click-through photos to the artists themselves! yay
hurting rocks
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