eve in a bottle
Today is cleaning day. But I can’t be bothered to clean. I’m feeling particularly downhearted and extremely weak. So I resorted to what I do best to console my spirit.
i always knew i’d use these little food coloring bottles some day
the first one was way too big. so i got this brilliant idea to bring the bottle a little closer to my workplace. this photo attests to the fact that i have major quantification disabilities
cutting never fails to alleviate my depression. usually though, my hair’s the culprit. this time, it’s these little ladies
sometimes we get stuck (and it’s usually around the hip area)
a little push is all she needed
they’re not all so obliging
in you go. i don’t like it when they make me make them
pretty eves all in a row
bottled eves
riverfront
i feel a little evil doing this. it reminds me of handsel and gretel. it’s delightfully wicked
but unlike the hag in h and g, i’m careful
steam bath
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I see your ink is waterproof! I’m with you on cutting as balm for the soul. It returns me to childhood. . .
Absolutely!