Tuesday, October 16, 2007
About Me
- Name: doriandra
- Location: United States
بلخ الحية، والموسيقى في مرحلة ما بعد المعاصرة المستقاة من ملذات الخراب.
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3 Comments:
i feel like an intruder at a funeral so forgive the intrusion. have no words of wisdom to offer, nothing but empty platitudes and that is the last thing you need, take care luv.
hugs from faraway.
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Blood, sweat, tears. All the same. They drain from us, drop by drop during the day, replenished in the night by our hope.
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