oh, rant her on and on and on

i'll take lake-eyes and move you but only here and this
with broken eyelids. how you're wars were waged enlightened me sometimes somehow and this is turning out to be the best way i can manage it. or more
and just as good you've got teppid water in the cabinet and waiting for me is nothing
waiting for you is
something else and turns me inside out sometimes, but less like aging.

2004-01-08 | 8:03 p.m.
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