Halloween, 1983

google "halloween" and the year you were born, and copy photos you like.

I didn't make up characters for them.... but, i like 'em anyway.
Can I have a baby now, please?

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I drive past this sign almost every day on the highway. Signs like this usually make me angry. Fucking pushers, my brain says to them. Not to this sign, though… This sign actually makes me feel good. Even after driving through motherfucking East Coast traffic.

The sign fills me with hope and joy. It helps me remember that there are millions of people out there that believe things so far from what I do, and those people are often still so good.  It brings me back to Earth. This is especially important right now, when I can’t hear the news without feeling angry and sick.

It’s such a simple sign, and it turns my entire day around.

It’s hand painted, kind of sloppily, and only has three words on it.

 

“Thank you Lord!”

violent porn blog

Hi. So, I've made a new blog. It's going to be only dirty dirty things, smut/porn. Mostly fiction, very little non-fiction. But almost everything I write on it will be pretty violent, and sometimes (maybe most of the time) include non consensual sex scenes.
So. It's not public. If you wanna read it, send me an email at throwdowngirl (at) gmail, or leave your email address in the comments, and I'll invite you.

little bits

I really like making things. And i forget for loooong stretches of time to do so.
Anyway, tonight I made this tiny little painting on a wood scrap from dk's new place. It's about 2 x 1 1/2 inches. This is pretty close to actual size...  Lookit.



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