I am a writer/artist by day, who turns neurotically paranoid as soon as the sun sets. I am in love with photography and art, mind fucks and long walks. My name is Liz and I live in Los Angeles. This is my Freudian slip.
NOT YOUR TYPICAL HAIKU
AIM me. It'll (probably) make my day.
I need a dose of bread and circuses.
I’m too broke to be able to replace the things I want to throw at the wall.
So much for a hysterical fit. I’m still conscious.