I can see you have constructed a new light sabre, go back to Mars, take ye flask wit ye, feels so much better wit em pints, tell mom I can paddle on ma own now!
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Montag, Juli 24, 2006
résistance
every word is a doubt. another word, another doubt. however, the intertwining of both the awakening of silence, the onset of evening.
5:26 PM
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