I did not know.
posted by j | 12:46 PM
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Thursday, January 24, 2013
Saturday, January 19, 2013
I did not come on here tonight to announce that I will be opening for Soundgarden on their new tour, reading some of the new poetry, doing some performance art st*ff; that I have been letting the hair grow, bagging up under the eyes, shading over, wrinkling; that this will be kind of a "tent" tour.
I came on here tonight that I might give you my love.
I came on here tonight that I might give you my love.
posted by j | 6:23 PM