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Lines are as imperfect as the artists who draw them. But if they're lucky, they can grow up to become as sublime as the women who inspire them.
Because all women are sublime and all lines are jealous.
- Process Junkie
- I spend most of my time locked in the basement, sketching women while listening to music and wasting my time in cyberspace. I like long walks on the beach, latin american poetry, lime flavored Tostitos™, tongue burritos, Coronas with lime and salt, frozen Margaritas, kalamata olives, comics without text and textbooks without pictures.