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Saturday, March 14, 2009

the black sea

AUGUST
It was August all along

Oh Saline, Saline, those stitches left a nasty mark, but no one could shut you up, huh huh huh?

Was it Atti? Music girl's temptation leaving you lusty and you know you ca-ca-can't resist and it is of course

why


they stitched your mouth shut. I'm sorry, I've been away so long, but photos of August brought me back, so here I am and here we are


aren't you proud of me?