le nouvelle vag
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this is the new wave, baby...
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this one breaks my heart. She bleats in the night like a lost child & chirps in heat...
This is probably my favourite room in the house, if only because I have, of late, become domestic as fuck.
with newlyweds.................
old port is pretty amazing & cobblestoned.
rue
..... this. looks. familliar.
I have developed
a healthy addiction
to signs.
----------------------------for janelle, who had better be laughing out loud.
La rockette - is sooo. rad.
"
I had gone to no such place but to the smoke of cafes and nights when the room whirled and you needed to look at the wall to make it stop, nights in bed, drunk, when you knew that that was all there was, and the strange excitement of waking and not knowing, and the world all unreal in the dark and so exciting that you must resume again unknowing and not caring in the night, sure that this was all and all and all and not caring. Suddenly to care very much and to sleep to wake with it sometimes morning and all that had been there gone and everything sharp and hard and clear. always another day starting and then another night.
"
Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms.
toujours fidel & toujours fouable, Lo.
this is the new wave, baby...
---------------------------------
this one breaks my heart. She bleats in the night like a lost child & chirps in heat...
This is probably my favourite room in the house, if only because I have, of late, become domestic as fuck.
with newlyweds.................
old port is pretty amazing & cobblestoned.
rue
..... this. looks. familliar.
I have developed
a healthy addiction
to signs.
----------------------------for janelle, who had better be laughing out loud.
La rockette - is sooo. rad.
"
I had gone to no such place but to the smoke of cafes and nights when the room whirled and you needed to look at the wall to make it stop, nights in bed, drunk, when you knew that that was all there was, and the strange excitement of waking and not knowing, and the world all unreal in the dark and so exciting that you must resume again unknowing and not caring in the night, sure that this was all and all and all and not caring. Suddenly to care very much and to sleep to wake with it sometimes morning and all that had been there gone and everything sharp and hard and clear. always another day starting and then another night.
"
Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms.
toujours fidel & toujours fouable, Lo.
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