Wednesday, May 5, 2010

that doomy gloomy girl over there.

happy birthday.
I miss your black guts, the way you make coffee, and your sensibilities.
I hope someone pets your baby bird today, and then chokes that gash out.
love you like family L

1 comment:

Resisting Diastole said...

Black with one black and a dash of blacccckkkk!

haha holy shit. I played Lucero for 95% of the night. So you were there in the spirit of being obsessed with Ben Nichols. xxox