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Friday, July 27, 2007

E.

if life was a drug we all would be so fucked up
we would all think the same and
than
no more war
no hurt
just illusionist happiness.
perfect.
Posted by just a blow up doll at 6:44 PM

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      • E.
      • splish splosh carrot tops
      • bring down the telescope.
      • swimming
      • talk about the atmosphere
      • significantly numerous
      • shooting stars and kalidescopes.
      • try that number.
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