And then, after a sobering week super-saturated with emotional processing and deluxe NVC and groundedness and green smoothies out the wazooooo, my lil pony wants to put on super shiny lipgloss and roll around in strangers lawn sprinklers and snap bubblegum and sit in the bedazzled director seat of a mashup collabo where Marshall Rosenberg sticks his paw up the giraffe puppets yahoo and dances along with theese grrls in a vid that surpasses the mastery of Frontier Psychiatrist. Because if the sacred and profane aint makin whoopee, well . . . . . .
Posted on: Fri, 22 Aug 2014 06:01:47 +0000
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