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Your face is a map I fail to discover Drowned the sounds Lost in the order It's the look that stayed my words The unblinking knowledge Interlocked and holding No stalemate to break Take hold of the flame that unites In the silence that speaks to me now

christina, too old, the state where people can't seem to vote correctly, art enthusiast, happy when it rains, likes foreign cars (& don't fucking say toyota is american because they're not). interests, if I had Jay Leno's garage, red bubble

i post a variety of things; mainly cars/ trucks, video games, art, and makeup. i don't post nudity and if i do, it's rarely. this is safe for work... with the exception of me ranting and cursing. btw; i'm proud to say i'm a left-wing individual... a democrat for those that don't get it. just be aware of what you're coming across.