"Thoughts are the dullest things. Duller than flesh. They stretch out and there's no end to them and they leave a funny taste in the mought. Then there are words, inside the thoughts, unfinished words, a sketchy sentence which constantly returnes"
Monday, October 1, 2007
Parasita
Sound of expired seconds, Taste of Blah-Blah-Blahs, Smell of sour moods,
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