Thursday, June 11

A masterpeice

So last night my entire body was covered in face paint. It was exhilarating. Then I went in the rain and it came off but now there are stains where the picture of Jesus and the picture that wasn't really anything but a bunch of pretty colors were.

I want to be a stain. I want people to remember me after I'm gone. Maybe not always fondly but I want to be remembered.

Is that too much to ask?

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