None of the lights would work in the house we were in. Everything was made from an old wood and you could smell how old this place was, or even how little living was actually done there. There was a large loft above us but none of us could figure out just quite how to get up there. It was sundown and all of the shadows were disappearing from the
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two black metal shows this weekend. i know you're going to flake though. and that's why i hate you. and we can never be friends.
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friday @ burnt ramen in richmond
saturday @ gill man in berkkkeley
get over your fear of water, teen witch.
http://www.thelonelyisland.com/itv.html
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