:: Empty dead babies; searchlights on. ::
I swore I'd never write again. This is the result.| [::..archive..::] |
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| [::..recommended..::] |
| :: cruel [>] |
| :: memepool [>] |
| :: potal of evil [>] |
:: Sunday, June 02, 2002 ::
The sky is the colour of sun-faded newsprint. Oblong towers of pink granite rise in undulating patterns out to the horizon. The air is abuzz with sourceless static.
:: OwenF 2:30 PM [+] ::
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