
writing workshop: bored out of my skull, so I imagine expo markers and faeries with baskets for ribcages, so thin from drinking turpentine and gasoline.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Chapters: 4 - Words: 220 - Updated: 07-24-08 - Published: 07-23-08 - id: 2549098
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Don't you know?
You'll wear it out like that.
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