it's the year again, this part of it. I get excited i get new i find things and they find me and tendrils touch and curl around each other in perfect organic harmony...the air is charged; electric winds and energies collide and crash up against each other like waves breaking...but with explosions of pleasantness...
coffee and cigarettes
portland through a shotglass with a buffalo squeeze
Saturday, 1 November 2008
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portland through a shotglass with a buffalo squeeze.
portland through a shotglass with a buffalo squeeze.
you got me freaking people out in the produce isle, repeat repeating this.
i like a lot.
the air is electric, your descriptions are perfect.
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