tell me of the endless words you have spoken to better yourself and i will show you how it all turns to a thick paste upon your tongue that will suffocate you better than poured concrete.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
About Me
- Name: doriandra
- Location: United States
بلخ الحية، والموسيقى في مرحلة ما بعد المعاصرة المستقاة من ملذات الخراب.
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1 Comments:
there is one gentleman that i would like to dedicate those words to. a devious soul who i would cheerfully like to see suffocate.
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