they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008


speaking of names, i'm not sure if i've ever posted this. this is pensive girl by irving amen. it was my great aunt mariliyn's. and now, it's mine. so this is pensive girl. she's glad to meet you.


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