The Big Book of Don't Kill Yourself

Ms. W.E.Boling
(Her hair "portfolio" is currently residing at http://www.ballingslice.blogspot.com due to the lack of comments on Tumblr.)
Jul 28
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I need to learn how to dream right,

you know, dream proper, dream good.

I could use a nightmare, or whatever,

monsters, demons, all that shit.

Or a good one. Or a God one.

But none of this, pseudo-hero

tonic water and brownie mix bullshit.

But I’m glad your nub healed.

I’m sure it’s indicative of something.

Jun 22
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At the end, I want you to bang on shit. If you want to bang on shit before the end, that’s cool.

Montage! Montage!

Jun 03
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» Balling's Slicery

My (hopefully) soon-to-be hair portfolio.

I feel like I need one.

Jun 01
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“ Why I do the way I do?
It’s yo asphalt.
— A Bankhead style rap (from Mr. Grady Harris)
May 18
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Ode to the Timpanee player

(for thou art a G)

Is it just me
or are you badass as a general rule?
Among the orgy
of orchestra, you are far too cool.
For when you polish the tympanee
when Dvorak, so cruel,
abandoned you until measure 83…
(my my, thou art a G)

 (I’m not really one for poetry.)

May 03
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Happy birthday Carolina. You’re now one of my peeple. (The amount of effort that I put into making this thing black is preposterous.)
Happy birthday Carolina. You’re now one of my peeple. (The amount of effort that I put into making this thing black is preposterous.)
Apr 15
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Somewhere around the Eiffel Tower.(But I can get these in Atlanta.) 
Somewhere around the Eiffel Tower.
(But I can get these in Atlanta.) 
Apr 04
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 EDIT: Why couldn’t it have been an Air Icelandic flight that was cancelled?
Mar 27
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Its hard to be glamorous.
Its hard to be glamorous.
Mar 19
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I shot this at the vigil today. These two kids were so amazing. Sorry, the quality is kinda bad.