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these texts are an archive of my life in the San Francisco Bay Area from march 2007 - march 2015. it stands as a record of close to a decade of my life, charting the struggles i faced as an artist, daughter, and lover. messy and chaotic at times, eloquent and poetic at others, these texts are an index i am proud of. it was here in this electric box that i learned how to be honest about my experiences and the person i needed to become. it was here that i first learned the truism that words make the world and how to trust such a beautiful, rife, hard fact.
Showing posts with label music to fuck to. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music to fuck to. Show all posts
Feb 1, 2015
Jun 21, 2014
Sep 13, 2013
Jun 6, 2013
in you i taste god
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Labels:
art,
ava adore,
beauty,
desire,
longing,
love,
lust,
music,
music saves and breaks me,
music to fuck to,
need,
perfect,
the smashing pumpkins
May 6, 2013
you move with me, i'll treat you right...
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i am honest that way.
i am honest that way.
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