he returns. with a guest? yes. a guest.
you've got to be kidding me...
i wish i had a valium. or a drink. an escape.
CURSE YOU BICYCLE SHORTS!
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- cue ultra depressed sad julian playing The Blue No...
- he returns. with a guest? yes. a guest.you've got ...
- i curse the day that my roommate discovered cologn...
- Instead of showering half the time, my roommate th...
- preface to the introduction
- A Short Story
- I realized tonight something rather horrible and e...
- untitled
- dance dance dance
- movement
- I wouldn't appreciate if I hypothetically download...
- Sometimes the only thing to do is read.
- 'Thats quite a scene,' I mutter to myself walking ...
- News
- untitled
- Nautica
- concepts from my room
- taking a knife to every model portrait hanging in ...
- when was the sky food
- reflected puddles
- tribute
- Part of my experience seems to be a lot of sitting...
- untitled
- sunset room part 1
- precious time. it won't last forever
- pay the piper
- dead steps on stone streets
- jewels on dirt floors
- passing time in the airport
- "wandering strange cities that leave their marks u...
- act 1 / intermission / act 2
- HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICOLE!hope your weekend is as insa...
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