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misfitted shoes.....

It was a costume party, as every night this very night...and they sponged their brains through lipstick stained glasses while dancing with clown faced smiles, filling the cracks in the wooden ceiling with a smell of desperate fermons and cheap parfym. It was a costume party, as every night this very night......( so i walked out with my misfitted shoes to see were the train tracks end)




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Publicerad 2009-11-22 02:07



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