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"Attachment."
by Brandi Hutchinson
Sometimes we encounter the attachment we hold with loved ones, and it can make us quite dizzy.
Nauseous even.
Sting them not... let yourself breathe and forgive their predictable ways. In fact, give them a reason to become unpredictable.
Brandi Hutchinson is an aspiring stranger, who understands no limits and likes to dance in front of pigeons. She's currently inspired by the writings of past men and women who lived in small apartments and smoked cloves all afternoon. Brandi likes to feign being a sex worker on her MySpace profile, but confesses she is only a scientist messing with rat brains. She is obscure and likes to write advice, but she lives in the moment and cares not for the future.
by Brandi Hutchinson
Sometimes we encounter the attachment we hold with loved ones, and it can make us quite dizzy.
Nauseous even.
Sting them not... let yourself breathe and forgive their predictable ways. In fact, give them a reason to become unpredictable.
Brandi Hutchinson is an aspiring stranger, who understands no limits and likes to dance in front of pigeons. She's currently inspired by the writings of past men and women who lived in small apartments and smoked cloves all afternoon. Brandi likes to feign being a sex worker on her MySpace profile, but confesses she is only a scientist messing with rat brains. She is obscure and likes to write advice, but she lives in the moment and cares not for the future.
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