

equinox, the day and the nextequinox/equinox, the day and the next
I awaken and feel no benefit from wasting the night. Just a vengeance on the alarm clock.
How tired I get when I call this sleep. A seven hour black-out as if I were still awake,
though I force
a nine o’clock bedtime of the self-denial. But then, as always, the rule breaks.
I’ll just watch this and head to sleep, I say. procrastinating slumber
though were I asleep- Where was I? The night of bones too
fatigued in mere sentence, a gravel of rock: &
Azimuth
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Got art?
Celestial Violence
(we met on isketch in 2005)
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Der Hunger
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<breathing explosions of amalgamated thought>
- Clon
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My business is killing and business is good. =^_^=
Whoop, Whoop! When you run come around,
Cu I kno ur the talk of the town yea~
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Izz xox
Cerises d'amour, aux robes pareilles, tombant sous la feuille en gouttes de sang...
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How'd you get the scar toughguy, eating pussy?
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How'd you get the scar toughguy, eating pussy?
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