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2008-04-01

sentimentality is a vortex

"Emily," my voice said warningly.
I know I know, my mind replied, my heart sighed.


bertrand sallé
Posted by emily at 11:49 p.m.
Labels: bertrand sallé

2 comments:

Paul Jones said...

this is dope, emily.

bertrand salle is ridiculous

April 6, 2008 at 2:07 p.m.
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April 6, 2008 at 2:08 p.m.

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