cre8iveaddiction: 10.24.10 Week One
cre8iveaddiction: I won't always be this ghostly, or white, washed out or freaking close
cre8iveaddiction: gray is my favorite color today because it sorta matches my mood anyway
cre8iveaddiction: at the risk of sounding even more emo...
cre8iveaddiction: I own the light
cre8iveaddiction: Horizons and ice storms
cre8iveaddiction: the promise breaker
cre8iveaddiction: I have always thought that stars turn into white birds in the morning light & sleep with their heads under their wings until the dusk begins to walk through the streets.
cre8iveaddiction: Finally, the couch...
cre8iveaddiction: I'm considering nothing less than... world domination.
cre8iveaddiction: Survival Training
cre8iveaddiction: We've been here before
cre8iveaddiction: I'm considering moving to someplace else where everything is different enough to be fun again
cre8iveaddiction: The hourglass on the table, the walk before the run
cre8iveaddiction: This is not a book
cre8iveaddiction: she finds a hole in the stone wall and on the other side of the wall, a voice. The voice comes through darkness and has no face. This voice becomes her mirror.
cre8iveaddiction: This is the place...
cre8iveaddiction: on the bright side
cre8iveaddiction: wanderlust
cre8iveaddiction: Lately my hands they don't feel like mine My eyes been stung with dust and blind
cre8iveaddiction: Today is dead winter in the forgotten land that comes to visit me, with a cross on the map and a volcano in the snow
cre8iveaddiction: I mainly like life to be orderly with a few goofy moments thrown in to remind me to be grateful for the quiet I have.
cre8iveaddiction: your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers
cre8iveaddiction: trying to hide behind glasses that don't work, but she can only do it so long before she gets a headache from not being able to see
cre8iveaddiction: every poet is a cannibal, every artist is a thief
cre8iveaddiction: Little by Little