Shoes for Frank

Okay, theres another pic, but if my computer hangs on me one more time I swear to God I will kill myself and believe you me this is no empty threat cos my comp's hung on me 27683728 times in the last half an hour and I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! AAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Anyway Franklin, here's your shoes. Read up on the myth of Icarus if you don't know it already. I think I fucked up the hair a bit, but it looks better in real life. I mean shoe type life. Tell me if you want the whole shoe painted red or if that'd be too flashy. Your call I think its fine this way, but full red won't be bad either. 
And you owe me a gin.

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Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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