But, it ends November 7th.
NOVEMBER 7TH IS THE DAY.
I'm starting a project 365.
I know its not original,
I know its slightly over-done...
But, I have no inspiration anymore...
It's all the flippin' weights at 5:30 AM!
But, I'm going to do it.
And I don't know if I'll be able to commit to it, or if I'll even have time to do it or upload it... If I don't upload it here, I'll probably upload it to my Flickr account:
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Please check it out! I know I've been near dead on here... but I'm starting it in a month or so. I'd really appreciate views and feedback!












--
With our hopes on hold and our lack of interest exposed,
all hands damage our determined eyes.
But the lines are drawn and the red begins to creep
its way from boredom toward apathy.
I LIEK
HEARD THIS THING
WHERE LIEK THERE WAS THIS THING
AND LIEK.
WOW.
THE ENNNNNNDDDD.
--
-MoMo
--
With our hopes on hold and our lack of interest exposed,
all hands damage our determined eyes.
But the lines are drawn and the red begins to creep
its way from boredom toward apathy.
--
-MoMo
--
With our hopes on hold and our lack of interest exposed,
all hands damage our determined eyes.
But the lines are drawn and the red begins to creep
its way from boredom toward apathy.
--
-MoMo
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