at this point...
lines etched and scratched thru were all apart of the same flat appearance that i witnessed.
nothing felt disconnected or separated. all just a slap of different shades. i didn't feel like i reached the rise in this scenery. just avoided the lumps of people in the way.
but it's funny how different people see themselves to me. it really is.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
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