An Idea of Me
terça-feira, 25 de janeiro de 2011
I guess I'm feeling different than yesterday. I wouldn't say that's better or worse, just different.
The school didn't seem such a provocative place, it was full of paper cutting and colors, things I appreciate.
Drawing and cutting and singing French songs in my head, counting
un deux trois
under my breath.
Didn't know scissors could make me so tired!
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