This very strange feeling that you are in love again. This very own overwhelming, transient, big, small, disappearing,
My private own, integrity
insecurity, enlarge, concentrated, my vision is layered with fragmented,
we can play Portishead and stay in 90s forever. tacit
slumber, midnight blue, came in, walked out of the door, inward, outward, left & right, up and down. i will get over it until next, next, next and next. it never does, or does it?
my Punctuation goes all over the place,,,,,i waited, >><, ))))) likeMe and You and Everyone We Know (2005)
diaphanous.
Wednesday, 18 November 2015
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