Desire knows no bounds
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Desire knows no bounds |
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Saturday, June 9, 2007 Æsahættr
i was watching this guy today, the one with the orange cap. he's about to be thirty and reading a children's novel, and he cried at the end of this chapter, when one of the characters died. intense. pathetic. and then he climbed up the stairs and stretched his arms wide open to the cool breeze of early mornings, and he smiled like there's no tomorrow, immensely content for a very short second, but long enough to whisper dazlious to himself before he stepped out of the bliss and back into his own office at the corner of this and that in his own world. ...he then |
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