A dispassionate white sun shone at the summit of the sky. I wanted to hone myself on it till I grew saintly and thin and essential as the blade of a knife.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Hmm
Okay, I might, but I really shouldn't. But I'll just think about it after I get back from Vegas (for work not play losers). Cheers lovers.
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