i found this old picture of me on the beach. i think it's really funny:

i was about 14... more "artsy" than "gothic"... but for whatever reason, i didn't want the sun to touch my ghost-pale skin.

ahhh, sweet wierdo little teenage girl.

awkward and uncertain and silly and seeking... hey that's still me! i look through this old memorabilia from my early adolescence and i see the continuity, cause and effect, progression...

and things i see and remember... between those remnants, some of them still haunted... pieces and senses of me and the people i've known that are so vivid... and profoundly wordless.

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