elijah wood grew up short. it wasnt my fault.
i got my shoes back i drank and i watched people slam into their convictions. i saw big a little a, we left i had a piece of ice from the freezer and then everything steadied off of astoria blvd.
thx
thx
gone.
but not forgotten: night of the nooses.
writing oriented: NYC bookstores/friends
ha!
- rebecca
- various new york locations, United States
- delicate animal; crux of crayons; amorphous solid.
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