Ross is a hole (in tassie) with faulty toilet doors. (its also my brother lol)
posted by Frances bo bancess at Friday, November 21, 2003
Friday, November 21
"The products of imagination are most often seen as deformations or distortions of the real - distortions conceived in the service of wish, and created through the sleights of mind as condensation, substitution, negation." Mary Watkins (Invisible Guests, The Development of Imaginal Dialogue, 1986)
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