January
12 April 2009
Semester
En drunknad katt
Glasch
Andrea
Andrea och Ina
Folkhemsmisär
Avhjälpes med öl
Across state we picked up a hitcher, although Billy always said it was the other way around
Her name was Goneril, and she seemed to be made entirely out of neon. By night, she lit up the skies of the sorrowful midwest.
We were teenage timberwolves, cannibal jailbait with a screaming fur bullet
Vera, med en svart romansk helgongloria
Vera, ditchfinder general
So long, suckers
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