who are you
I ask myself that every now and again, and creep up to the mirror to check the answer. the answers are getting more and more dissembled.
posted by pure at
10:00:00 PM
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
- men in the evening
- men in the afternoon
- Jehanne D'arc, La Pucelle.
- Tree of Sighs.
- the same song over and over
- the inspiral carpets
- Drop
- two broken hearts don't beat any less
- the anime feeling
- the future now
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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