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I will not be using this account anymore, but I will leave my old art up.

See ya around.

Finally I get to upload my stuff on here! Woohoo! You'll find that I draw plenty of Andy, it is because i derive plenty of inspiration from him. I'm just really happy and find my creativity when i'm with him. I get plenty of ideas from other subjects as well, so if the Andy pictures get boring, never fear! There is plenty to come, I have a ton of larger images I need to paste together before i can get them on here, but it'll be soon enough before you get to see them!

I hope you enjoy what I've been holding for a couple of months now.

be well,
Caylyn

Okay so I got my laptop working again, so perhaps very soon I can get my peice of shit scanner hooked up to it and I can upload some fucking sweet art that I've been working on since before December.


So, soon my friends...soon.

So the one night that I have time to upload some things on here, my scanner won't work. Isn't that a shame? I've really been meaning to upload some things on here, I've created so much in the past couple of months, its been my most artistic couple of months I think I've ever had. I'm exteremely inspired here lately, I hope I can share some of what I've made with everyone very soon!

be well,
Caylyn

And so the toxic psilocybin found it's way to my possession ever so recently, and it began my most intense trip yet. Something ultimately controlled by music and the touch of my signficant other and the thoughts shared between us. Being stripped raw of everything unnecessary and everything that was blocking the way to my heart. Ripping my sensations so hard that my eyes bled tears and my head bled color. Closing my eyes was worse than leaving them open, hallucinating many wonderful and not so wonderful things all at once. And the room would spin and shake and change size and shape and color over and over and over again. The only thing keeping me safe was the arms of Andy. I wasn't human or material, I was just trying to concentrate on existing or I may not and just disapear, melt into oblivion, which was what I was doing anyway. These thoughts left me an open wound, but it's a happy wound. Very willing to take in the healing of new insight, something new and exciting.

(Trip taken on 2.23.08)
It still affects me, something intense as that!