It's 81 fucking degrees in here. I'm gonna go lay inside my crisper drawer.
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11 comments:
Wow, I don't even know what you look like. I think you should move to a normal country.
I love the way your lipstick stays even when your face melted off.
Adam, it was only like 70 degrees outside, but 81 in my apartment which is totally normal. Only 2 more weeks till I have air conditioning. Bring. It. On.
AG, I try to always look my best even when my face is melting off. :)
Not how I expected you to look. Sorry it's so hot!
Not that I know what I'm talking about, but couldn't you open a window and make it 70 degrees on the inside too?
Aaaargh! You're meeeeltinng! Stop it at once.
Dude, you are such a better artist than me! It is now that I am jealous, of your freakishly life-like drawings.
Scott, it does seem like it should be that simple, doesn't it? It's too bad I live in Lakewood in a million year old house where nothing makes sense.
so you did successfully end up in the crisper drawer or what.
We call that drawer "the rotter" at my house.
I don't think this is even a drawing, I think it is a photo that has been painted over.... it's amazing!! It makes me feel melted and yet in touch with the inner peace that is born from such a transition. It makes me feel like a beast and yet like a wonderful ballerina. It is an image of power, beauty and crustiness.
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