Lasting mine evil, taking my easel.

"Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace."

- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar 

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I was, you know, being me. When suddenly I thought of this… how long does it take a giraffe to throw up ..

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