Saturday, 30 April 2011

Black ink. Black thoughts. Black words. Black tongue. Black, dark, thick, oozing, bubbling, simmering, melting. Tar. Molasses. Sludge.

I am wading.

2 member protest rally:

the feeling lioness said...

haw haw haw

you're wading...haw haw

imperfect said...

SO morbid :|

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