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ghostmodernism:

Self-portrait as partial object / horrifying abyss. #kaleidoscope #mouth #abyss #partialobject #partialabject #selfportrait

GPOYOG-SOTHOTH

ghostmodernism:

Self-portrait as partial object / horrifying abyss. #kaleidoscope #mouth #abyss #partialobject #partialabject #selfportrait

GPOYOG-SOTHOTH

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This is my life these days, all shooting video footage and fighting with a  broken sink, barely any time to breathe between them. I’m a busy girl lately, even more so than usual. Things are a little nuts, but in mostly good ways. I’m working on an insane number of artistic projects, and life projects, and all sorts of stuff is going on. If you catch me in passing running between one thing and another, maybe we can chat and catch up.

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I got new glasses today. I had my updated prescription put in frames that I bought at the Brown Elephant for three dollars. Strange to think that perhaps whoever once wore these is now dead, or simply walking around with different eyes.

I got new glasses today. I had my updated prescription put in frames that I bought at the Brown Elephant for three dollars. Strange to think that perhaps whoever once wore these is now dead, or simply walking around with different eyes.

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rehearsal photos heyyyyy

rehearsal photos heyyyyy

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performing at the First Ward Ball with This Is Not The Studio. photo by Meghan Yeche.
Someone in the audience yelled “did Amy Winehouse really die?!” during this act, and warmed my little heart.

performing at the First Ward Ball with This Is Not The Studio. photo by Meghan Yeche.

Someone in the audience yelled “did Amy Winehouse really die?!” during this act, and warmed my little heart.

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it is about 90 degrees. at about midnight. my eyeliner is melting everywhere and I can’t seem to move around properly. at least strangers on the train can’t tell the sweat from the tears. 

it is about 90 degrees. at about midnight. my eyeliner is melting everywhere and I can’t seem to move around properly. at least strangers on the train can’t tell the sweat from the tears. 

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