sleeping the day away. this is his usual state.
posted by pure at
5:57:00 AM
What is Pure
one year of dislocation. can you make a story out of that? i hope so. this is my story, this is my quandary.
About Me
- Name: pure
- Location: the lost city
in the summer there was love, and my heart was an open road. we could have rolled on for ever. but the days became short, and winter came too soon, and the land is blanketed with snow. no two snowflakes drifting through my hands are identical, but they obliterate the ground all the same.
Previous
- the end of days
- my apologies to amanda keeys
- tomorrow yesterday
- Who punctured my tires!!!!! who!!!
- in this desert you are king Pt III
- all i wanted was everything
- on sunday night monday morning
- in this desert you are king
- in this desert you are king
- cruel tea, two animals
Purity Control
- Secrets. Shh.
- the oracle says
- ghostly intransience
- friendly neighbourhood
- never land
- multiply
- the usual rejects
- monkey is not a colour
- i don't know why i like this
- what is it?
- ham stray
- happen stance
- clearity
lies
only connect
- dude
- bubble
- waste of time
- uptown
- not so secret
- happiness
- iskaren
- escape queen
- i find your lack of pants disturbing
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