No outfit today, folks. No outfits in a while actually- all those other ones were scheduled and I didn't make enough for this week. *annoyed and sighs like Napoleon Dynamite* So I did a little Slice Pic. I've decided that will be my name for my pictures that I use in the "Slice Of Life" posts. It sounds like something out of a violent horror movie a little bit. I'm simultaneously amused and ashamed of that. Anyway. The journal in the top right is a journal I got from my grandma that I put all of my angsty bad poetry in. She won poetry contests when she was a teen so I figure she would be okay with it.
I know I'm not the only one who appreciates terrible poetry. What do you guys write about?
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