July 2010
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Tin Foil →
biting tinfoil dreams that expire curiosity with paper thin come-hither motions. i am not alone but there’s a sneaking suspicion that this shit tastes like cake to most. cake, for fuck’s sake, sweet…
Tin Foil
biting tinfoil dreams that expire curiosity with paper thin come-hither motions. i am not alone but there’s a sneaking suspicion that this shit tastes like cake to most. cake, for fuck’s sake, sweet enough to tolerate. perhaps i should be fake, give in, and celebrate. complacency arrives just in time to see sparks fly from my teeth. dreams speak, from muted years of cheap friends who...
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