Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Hi.
You're probably reading this.
And we probably don't know each other.
Very few people know me. And those who do only see the part of me that they project for themselves.

But this letter is for you. Not your image, not even for the image you have of yourself. No. This letter is for you, whatever we imagine you to be.

My ego hopes this won't sound too corny, and that you are comfortable while reading this.

A friend of mine once compared people's lives to works of art, and said she loved to see their paintings. I agree with her, when I'm not being dumb. People's bodies, their posessions, their territory, the people they choose to interact with, are a constant expression of themselves, and those who witness, they interpret this expression in their own way, according to their own egos, their own filters.

I just want you to know, not your personality in particular, you, that you're beautiful, and fearsome, and hilarious, even though you already know that. I wish I could get to know you more, as you me if you so wish to. To be more aware of who you are, of your reactions, so that I can be more aware of my-self.
I want to say I love you. But these words have been used a lot and have probably lost their meaning by now. Your ego could also assimilate that I'm gone with the fairies or something.

So instead, I'll write this letter, to say, nothing.
Which is why
you
will understand.

xo

It was open on the table so I read it.

I didn't steam it....honestly....ya I know it's a little damp but tis only my tears.

What a beautiful, sweet and tender read.

I agree with your friend. I enjoy all the works of art, all the paintings done around here at studio8....all the sketches. You have just painted a lovely picture of you.

Thanks for sharing this.

I've said it before and I'll say it again....

Guys really are just big mushy melons inside. It's nice to flesh that out.

I'm a big mushy melon???

This is new to me.
I have to go to the bottom of this.
A complete fruit-scan is required.
Quick, someone pull the switch.

Yark yark yark(that's me laughing by the way!)

Christ you're green!!!!

Yark yark yark

As Kermie the frog would say....

"It's not easy being green."

Yark yark yark

traveller as melon
helmut intact
letters unsealed

people are not people
your friend is a piece of art
my friends are melons

Hi!
Got your letter.
Tickled me melon cholys,
ghostbrushed
up and down my spine......

so glad you wrote...

H

Dear text box occupant;

Thank yu for your kind letter.

Yes I do love you.

with a little salt, it brings out the the juicy red sweetness of you.

if we do figure out who is projecting who

where would the mystery go

Howdy...got your letter, I was meaning to write and wish you were here...here you are. I can see that you are plugged in so tell me, are you melon-cuddly baby?

Love,
SooZen

PS...write again soon.

yes
indeed
although I am a bit of a fruitcake
plugged in and humming
my open flesh is of orange green and pink
looking forward to that thirsty mouth and belly
it's a one way ticket to the other side
so open wide
everyone of us
is a way
to make the spine
tingle

lookin good enough to eat
it's been so long since i've tasted your words
it's the right time to dig in

You girls, you girls....

Shameless.

He's talking about me I tell you...

ME

yark yark yark

By the by I love your fresh and juicey avatar

Slurpdillyicious!!!!!!!

MMMMMMMelonishus.

Bet I can spit seeds farther than you-ooo! La la la!



H

(sorry mousey, er,....the letter was for me, i just know it....)

I just love it when girls fight over me!
(just enjoying the moment, looks like I only have half a lunchbreak to live)

Bet I can spit seeds farther than you-ooo! La la la!

hah! just give me time to roll over to the starting line and you're on!