Sunday, January 23, 2005

lighting crack pipes in atlantis

'i am not a writer' my as of late, late night/early morning convo's mantra and highly flammable nightmare fuel. i'm not quite atlas though knee deep in his workout plan (damn my shoulders are sore) minus anna nicole and pink polo shirts-no. purple. haze. please. i've kissed the sky before and had to go to the hospital because i got rainbow burn. all i can say is och tack så mycket :-)

the underwater rhymes edition.

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