death outside.

its like fucking death outside right now.

the high winds. the thunder and lightning.

hail.

torrential rain.

bright white light.

i hope i dont die.

written @ 6:43 pm on 04.06.02
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take a look around
* now
* then
* me
* the move
* rings
* wishes
* exit
* dland

contact
* contact the girl
* love notes
* leave your mark
* instant
* in the flesh

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