A line is a dot that went for a walk.
the last thing i want is to be loved by default. to be liked in spite of certain qualities. what i want to surround myself with are explosions of the odd; not a general acceptance of freakishness, but a grand fucking celebration *because* of it.
From Nina Pak (submitted 19 days ago)
Art
Kelly I love your style, great self portrait, I love your icon image too.