I call this one, “A Metaphor for My Life.”
Poor mannequin. Her arms were askew. One was turned completely backwards. I felt like I’d found my spirit animal.
Snapshot #229
I call this one, “A Metaphor for My Life.”
Poor mannequin. Her arms were askew. One was turned completely backwards. I felt like I’d found my spirit animal.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
My streams of thought meet here
Conceptual Photographer and Writer
Ramblings
Killer Fiction
Music and Storytelling
Besteesydian
A bit of this...A bit of that...bit of everything...come on in...
Life in a flash - a bi-weekly storytelling blog
MARK PETRUSKA | WRITER
Short essays about novels and other fictional works
By Ian Garrabrant
Home of Micropoetry, Literature, art and philosophy.
Just a fiction writer, trying to reach the world.
I'd curtsy but I'm drunk.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Darn neurotoxins! 😂😂😂😂😂😂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ha!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Did you call 911 after you took the picture. Looks rather serious poor thing!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I should have, or at least attempted CPR.
LikeLiked by 1 person
OMG!!!!!
LikeLiked by 1 person