river ( Read more... )

Rain eyes and flesh feasts eat those ridding horse whores away and I feel belonged ( Read more... )

okay madame Re Re in the F’ F’. the sanctity of flesh horse back vagina glut ( Read more... )

Winter Solstice Preach Tree

Where at boo At:

30 brewster st.
Porsmouth, NH
December 21st 2005

Optimism of dead sun continuing for the universe. Feast and carol the wickerman soundtrack to thee friends from door to door, light candles and dance the agrarian buttress with some drinks.


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From: bovine fatality ( Read more... )

bird dark arts, which happens to be me today (it’s my turn), swished the journal pages back and looked at the massive chaotic breeze of her life style ( Read more... )

L'amore troverà lo Sheena? Che cronometra lo è? L'uprising è disponibile? Venire lo splatter me nelle libbre di risa e nell'amicizia, per favore ( Read more... )

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the universe is having some sort of a binge and i am really feeling the bars night tight bright light effect ( Read more... )

Real words go like this.

I I iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.

SANCTUARY.

Coming back to this town was a bad idea for my stomach. Like a valium idea for it.
Oh live dick hole, you’re my only pal. That I can sleep with. For another minutre of so