I'm playing classical piano
and I recently re-discovered my love of acoustic guitar.
I'm trying to remember chords and keys.
I'm practicing at ungodly hours and by the time I leave for school my fingers are numb, and then when I regain feeling they sting, like my knucklebones are rubbing together.
I'm writing music again.
I'm wondering how I ever played anything with my eyes closed.
I'm singing like I used to.
I'm scribbling lyrics on Jamba Juice napkins.
I'm struggling to find inspiration.
I'm slowly remembering what this feels like.
I'm redicovering myself.
I'm beginning to start all over.

It's been a while.
It didn't come back to me quite like I thought it would,
but I'm not unhappy.

I like flashlights... and weapons.
That's why I like Home Depot,
cause it's got like axes and shovels and shit.
Like, if you were going to choose one place to fight zombies,
you would choose Home Depot...
cause it's got axes and gardening tools and shit.
You could get one of those fucking big shovels,
you know,
the kind you use to dig shit up with,
and like whack the zombies over the head with it...
and its head would fucking FALL OFF
and it would be all like,
"AAAHH!! MY HEAD FELL OFF!"
and then you could start swinging this axe thing
and like chop the zombies fucking heads off...
and they'd fall over and roll around on the ground and scream and shit.
Like, "I'm bleeding from my neck!!!"
and then you could just like kill the rest of the zombies
with like shovels and riding lawn mowers and shit...
cause it's all right there at Home Depot.
THAT'S why I like Home Depot...
and flashlights.
-David, my love.

is a kick-ass model.
gorgeous, exotic looking, skin-and-bones: the perfect stereotype.
check out the new photographs, featuring her.
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NOW!

see that, Lady-of-Slaughter?
your eyes do not decieve you, my dear, I really do have new deviations. finally.
congrats.

I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a long while.
I'm having trouble uploading pics, but hopefully I'll have some up by tomorrow.
mmkay?
good.
kthnx.
-clara.