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Like a child lost in the snow, like a beautiful place in the country that you can't get to. Let it soak in. Let it be known. You can't imagine the fun I'm having.
posted by Ruckle at 2:04 a.m.
Paid in cigarettes.
We've emptied out all the bars and the bowery hotels.
Friday, October 28, 2005
Like a child lost in the snow, like a beautiful place in the country that you can't get to. Let it soak in. Let it be known. You can't imagine the fun I'm having.
About Me
- Name: Ruckle
- Location: Kamloops, British Columbia, Canada
We wait. We are bored. No, don't protest, we are bored to death, there's no denying it. Good. A diversion comes along and what do we do? We let it go to waste. . .In an instant all will vanish and we'll be alone once more, in the midst of nothingness!
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