Do not take any notice of what I say.I like to play with my words.Play with your emotions.And play with their minds.So do not enter. Do not cross the line. And do not go there.I will always eat my letters and chew my words one hundred times before I swallow. Some call it blurring reality. I call it creative. But I like both (she giggles while writing this). Wait till you hear about the letter I am writing to Jesus. It's a hoot. No, no really. I just don't want you to take anything seriously - this is all inspired not instilled truth. That I will make clear as clarity. So long, and good luck feasting on her immaculate heart.The ego of the Lion.The will of a Bull.The fire of a demon.The spirit of a caterpillar.She is the only girl in the room that sees through you.She is the colour Red with, the breath of White, the heart of Black and the mind of a colour wheel spun on rotation.Good luck.Love n..........x.
This lovely mushroom brooch is made by hand with glass beads in India. A
collaboration with the talented duo at Deepa Gurnami, the long stem of the
mushroo...
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