September
3 October 2009
They've now cut open the bold in my throat, It's bleeding like hell and I'm currently puking it out a lot. YAY!
What is the beginning of eternity, the end of time and space, the beginning of every end and the end of every race?
Picture yourself in a boat on a river, With tangerine trees and marmalade skies. Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, A girl with kaleidoscope eyes. Cellophane flowers of yellow and green, To
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