then i began to dream of my past lovers. they came to me one by one, each night, a parade of ended affairs. they loved me and they left me, again, each morning, and i woke, as usual, alone.
the world turns and returns. love to the gut, to the gutter. straight, no chaser.
sometime i'll tell you a story about that.
the only cure for drought is rain.
the world turns and returns. love to the gut, to the gutter. straight, no chaser.
sometime i'll tell you a story about that.
the only cure for drought is rain.
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erika:
Hey, it was nice to meet you today, hope you come around to some more of the SGPDX events 
mistersatan:
Lump me in with the idiots above. It was great meeting you, regardless. And you were wise to move your purse so I didn't go through your shit. I found cherry-flavored condoms in Erika's. 