Hello supplements and pain and internal bleeding.
Not that I'm not going to try and stop all this. But I thought I'd get familiar with the idea.
*hugs my owlie and plays with my pretty blue heart thing*


The Dust DancesBlack metal contrasting her blood-red lips Antique chew marks changed her life. Her tongue presses and she breathes. Her eyes tear and roll. Giant green baubles Faded red. Her cries are lovely. Moments. Pipe in his hand. Streams of thick white smoke spew from The upturned corners of her mouth. She smiles clouds. Her dark hair blossoms As she falls into his arms Silhouetted by gold-rimmed cat scratches In hemp panel blinds. The dust dances.The Dust Dances
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Life is a spectacle. If you're not looking, you're missing it.
-Sean Morris
Also, that's fine, that happens to me more than I'd like to admit
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Somebody call an ambience!
He's possessed again!
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Life is a spectacle. If you're not looking, you're missing it.
-Sean Morris
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Somebody call an ambience!
He's possessed again!
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Not all who wander are lost.
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Somebody call an ambience!
He's possessed again!
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It's gogo, not cry cry - so go to my gallery ~thebjoernsons
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Somebody call an ambience!
He's possessed again!
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