When our faiths touched before our faces

[spazzmotronic]

The tumbled forms struggled blissfully for coherence, a battle more easily won with cigaettes in their mouths, each toxic breath a reminder of the existence of bodies. Heartbeats outside of emotion. The two wrapped and rapt forgotten by the spacial scenes of song and drinks and too many parties were set outside of their former realm. Without the

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[ricepeste]

Hi. How are you.