Quiz Custodiae Ipsos Custodes
posted by pure at
2:35:00 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
- no more rhyme
- no sride
- a hundred dollars
- Dark of Heartness
- i'm sorry
- the purest thing i have ever done
- love it love it love it
- do it do it do it
- i can see something in the middle distance
- i can't stand it
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
no radio blog
2 Comments:
lover-boy
did ya miss me?
lol. sch's out.
meet up sometime soon yeh?
and u still gotta drive us home if we get drunk.
love,
not-so-secret lover
By
Anonymous, at Friday, November 18, 2005 5:40:00 PM
sure thing
By
pure, at Tuesday, November 22, 2005 12:31:00 AM
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