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Profession Drugstore Cowboy
Do you want children? Undecided/Open
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About Me
the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break vases against the walls and the men drink too much and nobody finds the one but they keep looking crawling in and out of beds. flesh covers the bone and the flesh searches for more than flesh. there's no chance at all: we are all trapped by a singular fate. nobody ever finds the one. the city dumps fill the junkyards fill the madhouses fill the hospitals fill the graveyards fill nothing else fills.
I am no good at Art with a capital A. I like music. I like people who are awake.
[I put sugar out for the ants, and believe, ultimately, in a better world.]
First Date
Lets just debate whats truly permanent.
Waste_Of_Paint has 2 roses that can be sent.
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