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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Series11:GlassBalls

14" x 18" Acrylic on Canvas with Glitz

My daughter got a speeding ticket...83 in a 70 mph. Along with it came ... out past curfew and too many teens in car. It was 12:10 p.m. She sped because she knew she was out past curfew and was trying to get home. My take on the situation is....too many damn rules for a teenager to follow. It cost money. $65 for driving school to keep it off my insurance...$20 for having too many passengers in her car and $42 clerical. Society sucks. The fear of being out past "curfew" caused the situation. When I was 17, I was married and had a child. Society did not tell me when I had to be home. Yet, society did not protect me or my child from my abusive husband.


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  1. Holly Stephenson CeragioliJuly 21, 2010 at 8:14 AM

    Translation: "Writing need to feel you once again ~~ looking forward to a good article."

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