I am debating on whether or not to go with my train of thought. I sketched out the hands, scanned it in, and started listening to The Rolling Stones, and thus, my image. Take from it what you will. I guess at the end of the day, in a world full of doubt, insanity, and gray; I really want only one person to pully my strings. The end.
…lifetimes of paper rainbows…W the puppet