In this mind, drinking turpentine

[slowlymenial]

Shall I be giving a shit now? Shall I emerge victorious from hibernation, large as all open air. Conquered dreams are the most unstable burial plots to gloat over. Conquering the body is the whole 'nother story. The cramping of hands

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[anonymous]

hi mortimer, meet bon iver. he's our delegate to your unscheduled flight tomorrow...in the morning, of course

love, lyn.