NY revisited
DIGGING THE SNOW QUEEN CAPE.
I LOVE NJ
MISCHIEF MAKERS
last few moments of sobriety before things spiralled out of control
16 April, 2007
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artist: captain oats
It's the new Testacc
where is my halo?
artist: captain oats
What I Believe
--I have been with you every day of my life. Tell me you know that.
-- Yes, I know it.
--You must also know that I shall be with you every day that is granted to me from now on. Every evening I shall sit down to dine with you. Not with my body, which is of no importance, but with my soul. Because this evening I have learned, my dear, that in this beautiful world of ours, all things are possible.
...dream within a dream...
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3 comments:
ehm... so..
washed hair...clean...
wonder what happened in the other photo where hair got curly, and why you had a choker with room keys attached to it?? Looked quite s&m...
yes well. there is a whole reel on embarassing and comprimising pictures that have been virtually burnt. along with the sweater covered in mustard and something wet.
The choker was the key to my apartment.
Just got hard copies of the incriminating photos. We must post somewhere.
Still wearing my sweater?
XOXOXO
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