abt

; lyht leaves the eyes—expelled by a relentless laesr of poignant realisation that reality is but absurdism x impossibility.

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Thursday, 23 September 2010

even god could not contest

how badly i need a massage. i wake up every morning as if i'd just been in a fistfight. that can't be very healthy.
Posted by ju at 11:13

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