Sunday, April 5, 2015

don't murder me-e-e, i beg of you don't murder me,

it's funny to think of how many dogs will die virgins.

his name is alive.

look, i'm all for anarchy but can i be king?

it's that very innocence we so love that power destroys.

subtle critique of what power does to the powerless unpublished.

sun two

the boys watch a little nervous me climb the rocks.

the section where we wait for something to happen happens.

what's the best defense besides offense. rhetoric? no.

world without end, or pagan holiday.

a zen clown never retires, son.

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