Ideas communicate. Love happens. Lives are fulfilled. Tell me something. Anything. I used to be a porn star. I was just here. I got drunk twice yesterday. Write on your left forearm. Cover your eyes. Get painted, use markers, make stuff up. Only the I is constant, by the wrist. The rest is up to you.
Tuesday, 7 August 2007
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