If the devil wanted to buy my soul, I might sell it to him for some really good ice cream.
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- 365::143 - juice
- 365::142 - laziness
- 365::141 - night
- 365::140 - wine
- 365::139 - grace
- 365::138 - art
- 365::137 - yeah I ate it
- 365::136 - home
- 365::135 - our own
- 365::134 - stuff
- 365::133 - art on his arm
- 365::132 - we're moving
- 365::131 - light
- 365::130 - brown and blue
- 365::129 - my fantastic mom
- 365::128 - essential revolution
- 365::127 - imagine
- 365::126 - after the storm
- 203.365 (The Introverted Turtle)
- 21//52 (Aunt Jemima)
- 202.365 (Rebel Without a Cause)
- 201.365 (Lupine)
- 200.365 (Origins of an Obsession)
- 199.365 (Mapleine)
- 198.365 (Lady's Slipper, PX 100 version)
- 197.365 (Dandelions)
- 20//52 (680)
- 196.365 (Oncoming)
- 195.365 (Le velo)
- 194.365 (Escape Route)
- 193.365 (Spring Darjeeling)
- 192.365 (Going Back in Time)
- 191.365 (All Along the Watchtower)
- 190.365 (Motherly Advice)
- 189.365 (Tasty Donut)
- 19//52 (Cactus in Bloom)
- 188.365 (Weinermobile)
- 188.365 (Weinermobile)
- 187.365 (Carry On)
- 186.365 (The Giving Tree)
- 185.365 (Au Revoir to the Grey Skies)
- 184.365 (Lilacs After the Rain)
- 183.365 (Moment in Time)
- 18//52 (Day is Done)
- 182.365 (Bug on Flower)
- Sky Lake Stuff
- 365::125 - surreal moments
- 365::124 - again
- 365::123 - we're still waiting
- 365::122 - on the way
- 365::120 - wild
- 365::119 - he's gone
- 365::118 - scars
- 365::117 - on and off
- 365::116 - paper flower
- 365::115 - write
- 365::114 - secrets of the trees
- 365::113 - soft quiet light
- 365::112 - whoops.
- 365::111 - sunset over the town
- 365::110 - spring
- 365::109 - wasted music
- 365::108 - flaming lips
- 168-181.365 (Playing Catch Up)
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