i wandered down the brick road barefoot. my soles turned brown to brown to brown to black to bloody to worn to bloody to black to frozen to falling clean off. i felt bad i'd lopped off his hands. i just wish he'd left a note.Saturday, June 21, 2008
lust is my favorite narcotic
i wandered down the brick road barefoot. my soles turned brown to brown to brown to black to bloody to worn to bloody to black to frozen to falling clean off. i felt bad i'd lopped off his hands. i just wish he'd left a note.
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