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Sunday, 24 June 2007

A loss of words.

Do the worst you can do. There is nothing in this.


It does not matter if we stay, none of this matters.


An image from our past, an image of our future, an image of ourselves - that is all we ever have.


Posted by tangerine-scenes at 10:07 pm

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