Hang Me Up To Dry @ 11:46 PM

sketch sketch sketch. need prismacolor.



this is Dobie/ Jaguar. he's a little devil, but I love him anyway.

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My problem is that I know how to write a good letter.
I can express on paper, with my hand, what I can't in the air, with my voice.
I'm trying to write a letter to my brother (who seriously hangs out with prostitutes, sometimes treats beer like water, and is very likely about to throw his future away.) I love you, and I need you to stop. Please.

Where do I even start?

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I'm planning a grand adventure. I can't speak until all is set. :)

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Dear, I fear we're facing a problem
you love me no longer, I know
and maybe there is nothing
that I can do to make you do.
Mama tells me I shouldn't bother
that I ought to stick to another man
a man that surely deserves me
but I think you do. (Love Fool lyrics, originally by the Cardigans. good song)

-currently eating up the NFG version of LoveFool from From the Screen to Your Stereo Part II.
These days, it's all about covers.

Labels: adventure, contemplation, family, Random