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special  k
special k aka Kasia is a girl, has been a member since January 4, 2007, has scored 2,782 submissions, giving an average score of 2.62, helping 72 designs get printed.
THANKS A GAZILLION TO WHO EVER THAT WAS!!!!


i know, its gargantuan.
:]

special  k
special k on Apr 03 '08 at 5:06am
no?
special  k
special k on Apr 04 '08 at 10:51am
i guess it wasnt anyone here then...
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My gallery photos


My designs


All about me

There isn't much to say about me.
I like to buy great shirts that no one I know has.
I am heading towards a career in the art field I hope, and that is all there is to say.

STPs:
esthergrondahl- for giving me STPs
AsStarsGoOut- for guessing my b-day first, and i didnt realize it, :)
lemonalle- for aiding me with my math troubles :)
blossompossum: for potential future STPage.

Shirts I Own:
-Nice Boobies
-Being Vague Is Almost As Fun As Doing This Other Thing
-Death: Our Nation's Number One Killer
-The Communist Party
-Beast and Pearls
-Peace and Hate. Can You Tell The Difference?
-Pessimistic or Optimistic?
-Dead Sucker
-Birds & The Bees
-Haikus are easy, but sometimes they dont make sense, refrigerator.
-Foxy

Shirts Gifted:
-BFF
-You Got Some 'Splainin To Do (x2)
-Bad Teddy
-Cookie Loves Milk
-So Far, This is the Oldest I Have Ever Been
-Dad?
-Who I Am


Leave me a message if you feel like it, I'll return the favor.
:)



Whenever Richard Cory went downtown,
we people on the pavement looked at him
He was a gentleman from sole to crown
Clean favored and imperially slim

And he was always quietly arrayed
and he was always human when he talked
but still he fluttered pulses when he said
Good Morning, and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich, yes richer than a king.
and admirably schooled in every grace.
In fine, we thought that he was everything
to make us wish that we were in his place

So on we worked, and waited for the light
and went without the meat, and cursed the bread
and Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
went home and put a bullet through his head.

-Edward Arlington Robinson