scottish

Any suicidegirls in southern california want to hang out?


hmmm.. work sucked this week. i'm all sweaty. its hot down here. mind, restless, dreams, a thousand miles of mirrors all reflecting the same image but a different part. art music and poetry, an autuchre atmosphere. darkness. light, once again, my hands are tired my soul isn't that bothered by the way she smiles in binary languages.