Monday, November 30, 2009

Tiffany Blue Wedding Wedges



white are watching songs of pure gold on TV. I gave in and I put the dvd. days are weighed down by heavy and dense shadow. Breath, for now. nor shall the work without supervision Fb, blindly, as always. I say that I've got used to it but it is not, I tell myself I'll make it. but it is not. Meanwhile, the friends they leave without saying goodbye. Christian went to say goodbye to the last of them. Took me a drawing. A design without hope. the worst is over, now rest in peace, Musso.

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