Monday, June 20, 2011

Bones.



I'm right there; right on the cusp.
I wonder how much longer it will be until I have that stale taste in my mouth again.

Regret. Regret. Remember.






Ugh.





3 comments:

  1. you a nasty fat bitch, get your nose fixed.

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  2. haha, 2nd anonymous' posting. what a jackass. hiding behind the internet again. what an incredible invention. i bet cowards adore it.
    also, you adorable. glad you will never get your nose "fixed" as if it needs "fixing."

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