February 2012
28 posts
In the wake of our existence, in our parades and in our dances; touch, see and behold the wisdom of the party program. Essential in our lifetime and irresistible in our touch, the great spirits proclaim that capitalism is indeed organized crime and we are all the victims.
superveryvery:
you know ill call you eventually, when i wanna talk.
till then youre invisible.
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January 2012
18 posts
I saw this girl next to me who wasn’t beautiful until she smiled. And I felt that smile in heat waves following, soaking through my body and out my fingertips in shafts of color. And I knew somewhere in the world, somewhere there was love for me.
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December 2011
39 posts
