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Awake.Shake dreams from your hairmy pretty child, my sweet one.Choose the day and choose the sign of your daythe day's divinityFirst thing you see.A vast radiant beach and cooled jeweled moonCouples n...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Oct 2008 16:51:00 GMT |
something for your lunch hour...The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock T.S. Eliot (1888-1965) |
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Posted by on Thu, 18 Sep 2008 16:15:00 GMT |
Hipster: the dead end of western civilization |
read this today and wanted to say FUCK YOU! to the world...
enjoy.http://www. adbusters. org/magazine/79/hipster. htmlHipster: The Dead End of Western CivilizationWe've reached a point in our civiliza...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Aug 2008 11:13:00 GMT |
soediV cisUm |
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Posted by on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 17:40:00 GMT |
music - animated |
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Posted by on Sat, 15 Dec 2007 15:01:00 GMT |
Where The Wild Roses Grow Lyrics |
They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one As she stared in my eyes and smile...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Oct 2007 14:32:00 GMT |
the blacks and the whites |
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 13:50:00 GMT |
