Archive for February, 2003

Feb 13

so my father shattered and dismembered at least 4 of my best art peices that i made for my concentration last year, one of which recieved first place in a show last year as well … hmmm … and all we speak of are finance and safety issues … that i want to move to the east … that he wants to be free … i suppose it is in his nature to see how much he can sting me with his scorpion talons before i drown, wading across this pool with him …. why must fruedian psychology always be an apllicable reference to my familial relations … i’d rather speak of drunken indifference ….

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