The rine in spine
sties minely
in the pline.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
tired eyes.
Haven't slept off my terrible, terrible day of hell and high nihilism. Trying to produce productive ponderings. in the meantime,
cora's knitted hat makes me feel better though, & so do the closest who helped me control my intense thought processes.
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