diary of a mad lighthouse keeper
early is when my hands is froze
Published Monday, November 28, 2005 by lighthouse keeper | E-mail this post
should be working. typing with frozen fingas
love this long underwear.
molasses spills banjos and birds into the street.
streets i love, they are colorful and crooked.
love this long underwear.
molasses spills banjos and birds into the street.
streets i love, they are colorful and crooked.
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