i failed another 3 today.
i failed to trim the one horrid piece i made last night. so i destroyed it.
i failed to create anything and in failure i've wasted nearly 40lbs of clay.
my failure has become my anger. and with each successive failure i've become more angry, and more drained. i want to stay angry but i cant. and it kills me. i just came to realize why i so desperately seek to keep hold of it. i feel empty without it.





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"Speak friend and enter" [link]
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"Speak friend and enter" [link]
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"Speak friend and enter" [link]
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"Speak friend and enter" [link]
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[link] UK ABJD forum. Yes we talk Dorries and Dollfies.
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"Speak friend and enter" [link]
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"Speak friend and enter" [link]
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Lisa Luera
LLueraWare
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