I never was that friendly, I guess nobody would say
And even in death I loathed the light of the day
Ready to meet my Hell
It was midnight when...
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
roadhouse blues
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zeeny
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2:57 PM
Labels: la cigarette d'apres, the beautiful people
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2 comments:
Very nice!
My picture goes something like this:
Mood swing whiskey
Drank it all in the morning
Waiting for the dark to move in
Horseflies on the window sill
Eyes trained on the lemon king
And wishing it were a gun
foarte sexi
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