words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup • they slither while they pass • they slip away across the universe • pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind • possessing and caressing me
Monday, October 02, 2006
save our boobs!!!
check them out, and then donate some money, you pervs.
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