written on the wall: a web based project by kim kielhofner

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taking notes is a very important practice. I've nearly ran the doorbell. "I've got to get out of here" she whispered to herself. Her hand writing is thick like acrylic plastic slowly dropping, deteriorating and it is difficult, the job based only on results which are nearly impossible to control. the material is within reach, words she knew. "I don't think about love of the material." It's that kind of love where the past, she told herself, "so what if I want more but i'm stopping myself. does it matter? It's a lot of work. She couldn't remember if she had...it's something that's not really secret but not left the house. her shirt was stained, talked about either. with sweat. brown that's the attraction. rings under which i want to identify with this passed by on the stray. i want to think of myself on the sidewalk. she...outside of reality . I became bored with what i want to think i am. it all. she could...the creator or my own only blame reality herself.